[Intro]
Yeah!
Let's Go
Yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
AstroVsTheWrld, DC versus the planet
These n***as out of shape, don't think that they can manage
Lil Quasi' going hard, he gon' do the damage
Bitch we is the mob, you at a disadvantage (A-A-Astro got it runnin')

[Chorus]
Menace to society, bury me
Menace to society, bury me
Y'all ain't on what I'm on, where you bury me
Bitch, we love to take revenge to the third degree

[Verse]
Bitch, I swear to God I am so hot, we burn four-o degrees
Keep that energy, straight off the top when you approachin' me
But my G come straight from out of States, foenem like "What is this?"
Whip like OMG
Check like ODC
Ain't no hoein' me
Ball like OBJ
Richard Milly, I ball just to play
Cost me more than a mil' every play
We goin' Ceaser bitch, I'm going ape
Not bustin' shit, he not bustin' the grape
He talkin' shit, but you raisin' the stakes
Leaving his head, leave it under the [?]
Ayy, designer on my hip, bitch I'm feeling great
Wear Saint Nicholas, lil bitch, you know I'm finna slay
Y'all ain't giving me no problems, boy you piece of cake
Slide through if he willin', ayy
Fuck up out your feelings, ayy
Ain't gon' let this shit live today, just for his feelings sake
Still gotta get that back end 'fore my show, even if I show up late
Fuck shit, new introduction
VV's going stupid, so my wrist on dysfunction
Get him outta there, we making [?] on this [?] shit
Got him in my scope we hunt
Great White Shark, no pump
AR, big clip we dump
Got an appetite for destruction
It's too many fake n***as, gotta keep that shit 100 (Slatt)
[Pre-Chorus]
AstroVsTheWrld, DC versus the planet
These n***as out of shape, don't think that they can manage
Lil Quasi' going hard, he gon' do the damage
Bitch we is the mob, you at a disadvantage

[Chorus]
Menace to society, bury me
Menace to society, bury me
Y'all ain't on what I'm on, where you bury me
Bitch, we love to take revenge to the third degree

[Open Verse]