[Sample]
"What's this, a joint?"

[Verse 1]
Booma sucka all the slab, put that on the tab
Ain't no mistakin' we really been it, all that right there (right there)
Muhfuckin' busta talkin' on me why that boy gon' blab
Sayin' that he fakin' but he five fucking feet so I don't care
Woah, woah, woah, I getcha for the (?)
You say we broke for an' say we gotta bag it though
Ain't no cap, I'mma get you wacked for the laggin', hoe
You say that you won't go to war, I bet you blaggin' though
Double up off on that crap, I called it I'mma get you back
But I ain't gon' do none of that, I scared that boy 'cause he a rat
I be sneaky with that gat, I'mma robber, I'mma jet
With my buddy in the back, an' we was plottin' on your pet

I done pile that indie shit and then go giggin'
But I talk down I won't kick it
'cause I know them four was chicken
I snatch they pot 'cause she lickin'
And I was feelin' her diddlies
I said "I been fuckin' your bitches, ay
An' she be suckin' my penis, ay"

[Verse 2]
I got them goodies off from the bunk
You need some water, I'll bring you some
I'm serving that shit, get on Scooby Doo
I'mma cook that bopper, and drop it too
Then kick it on me, and I got the goo
I don't know what the fuck I'mma do
I made my lil hoe drink all of that
That shit ain't good for her cardiac
With my finger in the four, and I made a yat
Then serve that shit to your fuckin' man
Lil muhfucker drink that up so fast
Then lil dummy gave me half a rack
Can't tell me none, 'cause I know that
Lil woadie woafer ain't got no bag
Them muhfuckers evacuating man
I don't know why they playin' tag
[Outro]
I don't play with none of them pussy-ass boys
Look all that right there ya lil boy ain't really been 'bout it
Them muhfuckers woofin' I ain't really workin' on ya
Y'heard me