I say f**k it

They sayin' really we ain't having it na

I'm like you don't know the half of it

And if you stand there stupid waiting for an ovation

Well then b***h I'mma have to clap at ya

Damn I hope that you can walk it off

It's really a shame that you can't duck down a little faster

Now you on ya knees like ya bowin' to a master but

This ain't slavery

You ain't shit to me

You ain't piss to me

You ain't spit to me

Your b***h well she can suck a d**k for me

If I get it up for that old dirty dirty

I give her no presents money or concert

On 7-eleven cause she can have a cold slurpee

Straight line of drugs and money honey that's no curvin'

There's no swurvin'

I'm so certain

It's so careless

For any lane who ain't with this shit is so urgent

Let me help you out I here take it serious

That's why when I spit this sick shit it will make you furious

What's that

Let me take you to a new dip

Through the woods and glitter that's the place where you can find it

Laying in this new spot

Someone scared as hell taped up

That's no not gon' wait

How you make police a call it

How they track your phone when it's laying there in pieces brah

Hah I'm laughing cause I know I got a funny fact

I wanna see your face once realize that you ain't coming back

I'm so much colder than snowcaps

And if that global warming shit is real I still won't go bad

Yeah and then that sound from that right hand

Make you think of rubble's doughters friend

That's bamm-bamm

And now lemme get some final thoughts

F**k it I take it in the water trough

I'm no-goodnik

I'm so hood vish

I so shouldn't

I so wouldn't

What the f**k is this