[Verse: Comethazine]
b*tch, What, Aye, 2, 12, 15, 15 for sure
Yeah that's what I rep and I will pluck you like some nose hair
Never met a LoC that was thuggin' more than I am
That bih wanna f*ck me 'cause the blue check on my (?)
I told that bih she gotta (?) first or she can't get nun
Boolin' on the block with five n*ggas make it six man
I can't forget the Glock that I'm holdin' in my right hand
I wish a pus*y n*gga run up on me make him float man
He did not know I had the semi-auto in a coat man
Usually I'm wettin' n*ggas up like the Pope man
But if that n*gga lucky I might merk his ass with both hands
Pop inside a pus*y n*gga dreams like the Sandman
And merk him where he lay like a mothaf*ckin' death bed
Free Tay-K up out that f*ckin' jam while ya' can b*tch
Before another wind up dead up in that jail quick