[Verse 2: Ouija Macc]
I was born in hell
I ain't buying nothing that you sell
The pigs tried to put me in a cell
Got up out that bitch and made my mail
Now we bout to play some show and tell
Got a mirror I can show your ass a bitch
Remember that shit when you turn around and tell (huh yuh yuh)
I can tell you pussy by the smell
Living off your Momma and your Daddy money motherfucker I heard y'all was doing swell (uh yuh yuh)
Follow me to hell I'ma meet you there
I can't wait to see demons eat you there
Your God knows your fake he gon' leave you there
Your mouth needs to stop all your shits a flop and your bitch a hoe and her Dad's a cop
You both need to get the fuck up off my cock y'all ass know your fraud you ain't on the block
Lawsuit
Lawsuit
Not another lawsuit
You too scared to pull up at my show cause I'ma jaw you
Argue
Argue
Bitch I do not argue not the one to talk to pussy I'ma stomp you
Yeah bitch fuck your Mom too and your pussy Daddy we gon' slap him cause he caused you