B-b-bitches on my dick I might just brush them off
I might-I might pour a liter of that tussin cough
N-n-n-not 'fraid of Codeine trip on DXM
L-l-l-load up the chopper hit and watch him spin
W-w-watch him spin
W-w-watch him spin
L-l-l-load up the chopper hit and watch him spin
I might pick a blew grenade and the pop the pin
Sending over lemonade and then drop that hint

N-n-nigga talking shit I might commit a sin
Might commit a sin
Might commit a sin
Y-y-you want it you got it, boy come get your end
Yeah come get your end
I'll come get your end
Alright bet, alright bet, alright bet, I'm in
I might set, on my tet, I won't let you win
Wanna look how I wanna look, big wide grin
Wanna tat on my forehead, that's a sin
When the game get dier I'ma fire that in
Wanna GAT, wanna blood pack to the brim
To the-to the brim
Walky on the rim
Saki filled within
With rocky shit for him
Crack addict, mad static
Gotta have it then
Stab at it, bad rabbit
To my [?]
[lighter flicking]

Trippin' in the kitchen I go whip and sippin' shit
and flipping bricks and licking tricks
and tippin' sticks in your direction (yuh!)
Glock wit' an erection
Empty in a second
When it beckon
You I do not reckon (bbrrr) (Huh!)

I might pick a blew grenade and the pop the pin
Sending over lemonade and then drop that hint
B-b-bitches on my dick I might just brush them off
I might-I might pour a liter of that tussin cough
N-n-n-not 'fraid of Codeine trip on DXM
L-l-l-load up the chopper hit and watch him spin
W-w-watch him spin
W-w-watch him spin
L-l-l-load up the chopper hit and watch him spin
W-w-watch him spin
W-w-watch him spin
L-l-l-load up the chopper hit and watch him spin (yuh!)