Lyrics from Snippet

[...] Why you so pressed? Get lil' baby to a therapist
Ayy, I do it, I do it, I do it
I said it, I'm in it, I'll prove it
Big dealin', I recoup it
Keep winnin' 'til you feel stupid

Show if you don't read "Iggy is great", typo
Ring around the Rosie, you don't even know me
Ashes, ashes, these bitches phony

I care 'bout nothin' but my bitches and my dogs
'Cause as soon as they all talk, my Azaleans on call
Save your 4-1-1, it's a 9-1-1
I still count for three, everythin' that I've ever done
No regrets from me (Hey)
Put up your hands, get your shit, hope you have fun

Lyrics from Twitter

There's a bluebird, on my shoulder, shall I kill it?
Aye, stomp that little birdy


Everybody got something to say now
Keep it cute or keep it mute
Baby calm down