I'm a villain, not a hero You can't stand the heat? Well bitch, I'm Tyler Herro I'm stuck in the field off the za', I'm not a scarecrow All this 93 and diesel, it is not Valero All this cheese and sauce, but I swear it's not Sbarro Let 'em crack a joke about me, it's gon' be a lot of sorrow I could die tonight, so I'm thinkin', "Not tomorrow" Yo' mans'll probably be well off, he popped a Fargo Uh, send some hitmen yo' way like I'm Marlo Yo' bitch' head good, I'm finna bust like I'm Darko Ain't get these shoes from Foot Locker, mine's a car note Lil' fuzz evil, soul black like some charcoal The brick stamped up, them ain't barcodes Those some oowops, them ain't bars, bro The balance zero on them hoes, them ain't cards, bro You 'round some little bitty fish, them ain't sharks, bro Oh, you know everything? You just a smart ho? Then put that brain to use and show me what you smart for I touch yo' ho and turn her on just like a smartphone Uh, fill these bandos up with bodies, do the Chris Partlow He died tryna be a hero, what's the big heart for? Bitch, you fat as hell, what you got a big heart for? How ironic that this bitch a FatMike beat He off a deuce of trizz, let my fat guy sleep Mitten babies, D$M, the Fab 5 team You wore that fit for a season, bathtime, please And don't put that shit back on, last time, please Geez We'll take yo' mans out his casket, I'm with Tomb Raiders You at Ruby Tuesdays, boy, I'm uppin' blue paper Out the way, I'm more than a few acres You ain't never stayed a hunnid, just a fugazer