[Intro]
Landfill
Ooh, ayy, woo, woo, woo

[Verse]
Servin' Bobby and Whitney
Woadie got two for the fifty
Ain’t none these boy fuckin' with me
And yeen gon' come to my city
I got that crack, it’s ridiculous
Lil' boy be servin' 'em pigeons
Woadie, I been clappin' your bitches
And your lil' bopper my witness
Swear you run up and get done up
Man, I don't play with these suckers
Everything you did, boy, I done it
Ain't none these rappers a hundred
I been had all that right there
Can’t knock me off of my square
Choppers and Macs with extensions
Them clap a boy like a snare
What’s the play? Is we finna jack?
Woadie know I need my rack
Yeen comin' with, I don’t know 'bout that
I'll be there in a jiffy, meet me 'round the back
Motherfucker know I ain’t scared to bust on a lil' sucker
Man, I keep it tucked
Yeah, keep it tucked, ain't no yup-yup
I just shoot a lil' fucker in the gut
You say that you a walkin' lick
Well, I'ma take you for your shit
Motherfucker know that I buss a brick
Chop that hoe down, re-rock that shit
I swear if I go broke then I'ma be rackin' again by Monday
Seen you sellin' pussy on a block Friday then in a church on Sunday