[Intro]
You think you know me
Matadors on my toes n***a rocking raging bulls
You don’t call no fuckin shots n***a you don’t got no pull
I could fuck up on your thot got her-
Haey—yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Danger

[Verse]
Matadors on my toes n***a rocking raging bulls
You don’t call no fuckin shots n***a you don’t got no pull
I could fuck up on your thot got her pussy like a pool
When I pull up on the scene all the bad bitches drool
She goin twerk, twerk that ass she goin work like she in school
Working for it she in school working for it she in class
I don't wanna fuck the hoe cause the bitch ain't got no class
N***as hella wanna be me cause they ass ain't got no swag
Put me against anybody I got that shit in the bag
Bitches in the pot butt naked put dat coke up in the bag (Bitch)
Only gang I bang infernal pentagrams up on my rag (Hoe)
N***as tryna do everything like me
I swear that I'm ya dad
They bitches all up in my comments
So these n***as hella mad
N***as switch up like I wouldn't kill for them (Yuh)
That shit is sad
These n***as tripping 'bout some bitches
Need to get a fuckin bag (Yuh, yuh)
Get a fuckin bag (Yuh, yuh)