[Intro]
Fuck what you like, bitch
Yeah, I kill 'em all
I might drop that fucking dyke too
Shooting up the mall
Yeah, I kill 'em all
Drop that fucking dyke too
Shooting up the mall
Fuck what you like, bitch
I kill 'em all

[Chorus]
Fuck what you like, bitch
I kill 'em all
I might drop that fucking dyke too
Shoot up the mall
Stupid bitch, we [?]
So fuck off
Talk that shit just how you like to
We kill 'em all, damn

[Verse]
I ain't got no money from this shit so I don't care
Once I get my paper, I won't motherfucking share
If you ain't a homie, we put holes inside your T-shirt
Bullets hurt more than the words do
Bullets hurt more than the words do
Holes up in your- Holes up in your T-shirt, fuck
Uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh
Yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
Fuck what you like, bitch
I kill 'em all
I might drop that fucking dyke too
Shoot up the mall
Stupid bitch, we [?]
So fuck off
Talk that shit just how you like to
We kill 'em all, damn