(He can't keep getting away with this!)

Better quit right now, you think this shit is easy
These people keep on stalking me, it’s getting creepy
Pull up in a Hummer truck, to get inside, I'm reachin'
Lil’ pistol in my pocket, this shit extra sneaky
This shit ain't for the weak, you gotta put some grease in
My bitch pussy taste like sweet Georgia peaches
Brand new kicks right out the box, that's why these bitches squeakin'
I can't remember shit, for the past months, i been tweakin'
With this rap shit, I'm finna go until I'm ancient
This perc give me a sweet tooth, that’s why I’m sippin' on soda
I gotta bad bitch beggin’ me to pull up to Minnesota
He got X'ed out the group because he ain't meet no quota
I'm tryna hit that shit from the back, I told my bitch "Bend over."
What car should I drive today, the Benz truck or the Rover?
I put pedal to the metal, I’m blastin' past the troopers
I'ma just act dumb as fuck if he try to pull me over
I'on' know where I'm going and I'on' know nothin' 'bout that odor
Fuck my opps' whip, I put a bomb up beneath the motor
Shawty squirtin' on my bed, that bitch a super soaker
I call a fuckboy bluff, call a bluff, just like poker
Hackin' a fat loogie, I'm sorry shawty, I'm just a smoker
Cover my face up with brand new LV bandana
I rock out with no guitar, I'm not Carlos Santana