Haha, what the fuck, Hari?
Hahaha, bitch (Oh my God)
Still'll get low, yeah
I walk wit' my chest high, but I still'll get low
When I got this shell catcher I gotta step out in shell toes
Me and gang tote heavy metal 'cause we come from the hellhole
He was leanin' off that cup, I hit his ass he fell over
I don't even think these niggas turned to hoes, think they was hoe before
All the opps is fags, they gotta die, think I was homophobic
Ain't gotta do too much, yo' hoe gon' fuck on me just 'cause the rollie
Fuck the weave up off this bitch, she green and soft like guacamole
Niggas claimin' that they demons, I'm gon' give 'em sum' holy
Four five make him go fast, this nine'll make him die slowly
Hoe claim that I fuck wit' her, that hoe cap, I don't know her
Wockating inside these bullets I hit his ass, he leaned over
This lil' hoe here give me a headache, I ain't tryna deal wit' her
I'm gon' fuck ya' then I'll block you, I'm sorry if ya' feel bitter
Nigga tryna play me like I'm green, I look like a dill pickle?
Nigga must don't know 'fore this rap shit Tony was a real hitter
I call my ARP a llama 'cause that bitch a real spitter
I play ring around the rosy then grew up a real spinner
Hell nah we not from Jamaica, but we all some real niggas
Hoe can say whatever she say, I don't give no fuck, I still hit her
Four five with the fuckin' switchy, can't even see it, this bitch invisible
We spinnin' shit just like a ritual, we hit him three, got left in critical
Only thing that he gon' fight is bullets, nigga let's get physical
In this bitch boy you do what I say, my rule go like the principal
I walk wit' my chest high, but I still'll get low
When I got this shell catcher I gotta step out in shell toes
Me and gang tote heavy metal 'cause we come from the hellhole
He was leanin' off that cup, I hit his ass he fell over
I don't even think these niggas turned to hoes, think they was hoe before
All the opps is fags, they gotta die, think I was homophobic
Ain't gotta do too much, yo' hoe gon' fuck on me just 'cause the rollie
Fuck the weave up off this bitch, she green and soft like guacamole
Might get a spot in the Ritz Carlton 'cause I get cheesy like a cracker
All the opps extinct, we iced 'em over, turned 'em pterodactyl
Bitch don't think shit sweet, I'll split yo' shit, I'm not no regular rapper
I been steppin' since we ate Gerber, slappin' niggas out in Pamper
In the street this shit get nasty, dirty, I'm talkin' 'bout a hamper
Knock the beef up out yo' shit, I'm talkin' 'bout hungry hungry helper
Nigga don't turn out like 'lil Fred, fucked the glasses out 'lil Velma
Me and my niggas in the woods firin' them sticks like we some campers
I walk wit' my chest high, but I still'll get low
When I got this shell catcher I gotta step out in shell toes
Me and gang tote heavy metal 'cause we come from the hellhole
He was leanin' off that cup, I hit his ass he fell over
I don't even think these niggas turned to hoes, think they was hoe before
All the opps is fags, they gotta die, think I was homophobic
Ain't gotta do too much, yo' hoe gon' fuck on me just 'cause the rollie
Fuck the weave up off this bitch, she green and soft like guacamole
