(Oh shit)

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh (You think you know me)

Oh, oh, oh, oh

It's getting dark in this b***h

Shoot his heart in this b***h

I pray a motherfucker do me dirty

I'ma fart on that b***h

Choppa fart on that b***h

She put her heart on this d**k

We ain't far, get it quick

I catch a case, get acquitted

Boy, you ain't know what your b***h did

He talk, he can get hit

m****r f****r cry like a baby

Boy, you better pay me, I'm out in a minute

I'm out as soon as I'm in it

Stop talking, you ain't hit s**t

Oh, it ain't nun' to get a b***h hit

It's a problem, we can fix it

My money so tall, it look like rocket, look like space, yeah

I don't like that b***h, I told that b***h that I need space, yeah

I got a Glock and an Uzi, a rocket, an FN, it's all on my waist, yeah

I shoot that f****r in his face, yeah, he can get it like today, yeah

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

My money so tall, it look like rocket, look like space, yeah

I don't like that b***h, I told that b***h that I need space, yeah

I got a Glock and an Uzi, a rocket, an FN, it's all on my waist, yeah

I shoot that f****r in his face, yeah, he can get it like today, yeah

Oh, he can get it like his b***h did

Man, I don't know what the d**k did

I know lil' shorty addicted

We was really on some sick s**t

We really be on some sick s**t

She move them hands like a stick shift

Y'all was on it but it shifted

Broke boy hit a lick quick

I took your bag, mine now, boy, I'm wicked

He look at me like, "How?", it's some trick s**t

His b***h on some trick s**t

His mama on some trick s**t

I seen them hoes trickin'

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh