Yeah, I know these lil' niggas like to talk
I don't really like to talk, let me pop my shit (Let me pop)
I can't get them haters off my dick
You know I drop my nuts when I drop my shit (Let me drop)
And I'm the type to keep it quiet, don't speak
They'll never know it's me when they block get hit (Shh, shh)
My mama told me I should go and holler at my brother (Wait a minute, who are you? Ayy, yo, K.i.D.)
Just to let him know we all be havin' problems and we love him (Go)
It's traumatizin', you know, how we started in the gutter
Now I'm chillin' with my daughter in a goddamn mansion
Just waitin' on a nigga, watching goddamn cameras
Cheat code, nigga, I'm the goddamn answer
Beast Mode, mama beat the goddamn cancer
And I don't really give a fuck about how you feel, homie
Put the alphabet on him, put the AR on him, put the F