Fuck...

Fuck, f*ck, f*ck

Keep a ready Glock, demi shot (Uh)

And the medi got her before she belly-flopped

Into her demise, it's a sin to tell a lie

I be plottin' on the pie, inside the window like a fly, b***h

I can feel the brain behind my eyes switch off

Bitch soft, I wanted to die and find this s**t lost

Pitboss, I'm a motherfuckin' pitboss

Toss you out the mosh

Shoutout pear, shoutout Rick Ross

Lemmie out, lemmie out

Lemmie out, lemmie out

Pussy got a stick in his esophagus, I'm off it

Lemmie out, lemmie out-

Of the box, it's a lot when you somethin' to offer

All ya thoughts in a pot, In the dumpster

Why you coverin' ya face?

'Cus ya fake, always hatin' from another different state

Take a day, think about what ya sayin'

I'ma f*ck on ya motherf*ckin' face (Yah)

I'ma demonstrate ya motherfuckin' failings

Take it away, all of the f*ck s**t

Runnin' in a circle, stay forgettin' that you lost it

You gon' let me out

If you know whats good for ya, cus you fuckin' wit' a pitboss

Hit the ground wit' yo knees for the pitboss

Gettin' civil for the b***h so you a bit lost

Mofucka' you gon' get what yo b***h

Lemmie out (Lemmie out)

Lemmie out (Lemmie out)

Lemmie out (Lemmie out)

Lemmie out (Lemmie out)

Lemmie out (Lemmie out)

Lemmie out

Lemmie out, Lemmie out

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

What the f*ck ever, retard

Suck my d**k