[Chorus]
You know I'm feelin' like [?] that I got
Big drum mag
I'm not done shooting till you drop
Bitch you got me fucked up
How you're fucking with a thot
She ain't got no fucking [?] but she good at giving top

[Verse]
I got something up my sleeve and they don't know what it be
I'm never not tucking my heater, I take my .40 to sleep
You walk around with next to nothin', I got reason to [?]
I lay low, I hear the sound of people talking to me
Fuck, yeah
I got something up my sleeve, yeah you know me
I'ma go and get this cheese, yeah
I'ma go and get this cheese by my lonely
By my lonely

[Chorus]
You know I'm feelin' like [?] that I got
Big drum mag
I'm not done shooting till you drop
Bitch you got me fucked up
How you're fucking with a thot
She ain't got no fucking [?] but she good at giving top