[Intro]
Ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah, yeah, ayy
Ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
What's up, what's the commotion?
He's soft, soft like some lotion
Get bucked, bust yo' shit open
Feed his ass to the maggots, he think I'm posin'

[Chorus]
Uh, said he wanna fight, I leave him leakin' like a faucet
My pockets on diabetes, your pockets on Auschwitz
Talkin' outta neck, I advise you to be cautious
See your ass in person, why you lookin' like you nauseous?

[Verse]
She think that I'm gon' love her, I'm just gon' fuck, like bitch, duh
He think that I won't come out to fight, uh-uh, run, uh
Your bitch stuck 'til the bag of the X is here, that bitch dumb, uh
Kick that bitch right up out my crib and she don't suck dick, fuck, uh
Blood in my eyes [?] outside of the crib, but she wet like Dasani, uh
Plenty good dope in my body, like I [?] choppa, sound like I'm retarded, uh
Slide in that pussy like water then bust on her lips just like some [?], uh
All of your bitches obese, smoking on dick, thinking you want me, uh
[Pre-Chorus]
What's up, what's the commotion?
He's soft, soft like some lotion
Get bucked, bust yo' shit open
Feed his ass to the maggots, he think I'm posin'

[Chorus]
Uh, said he wanna fight, I leave him leakin' like a faucet
My pockets on diabetes, your pockets on Auschwitz
Talkin' outta neck, I advise you to be cautious
See your ass in person, why you lookin' like you nauseous?