[Hook]
It's still fuck that bitch aye
If wishes granted, I'd throw her in a ditch aye

[Verse 1]
Dreams of Mercielaga's
Fuck Impala's
No cap
Matter fact, I should you hit chu wit the ghat
They get on my nerves like that
This dick like a wooden bat way it hits besides that's my only gift
On my lap is where she sat, the shit curves but the shit fat
This is facts
People relax, too much on ya conscience
Don't bring up some immature nonsense
All the time sent in the house is starting to get well spent
Speakin' evil recently, must repent
Sweatin' oil glands cause the world's in my fucking hands
Major hollywood plans, countin' up these bands
Fans waving hands in the stands cause I'm the motherfucken man

[Hook]
It's still fuck that bitch aye
If wishes granted, I'd throw her in a ditch aye

[Chorus]
It's still fuck that bitch aye
If wishes granted, I'd throw her in a ditch aye
No I never play
Hey, okay
[Outro]
Fuck!!!