[Verse 1: J4yDiZz1e]

So a n***a wanna get it, pussy n***as they the worst of the fittest

N***as think that I be kinding, Muhfucka don't you act like you dey children

If a n***a really want it, Tie him up like a bonnet, put the heater to his face, Make the n***a breathe on it

N***as think I got a soul, bitch you funny no I don't, My heart is frozen bitch it's cold, Giving any fucks no

N***as really wanna test me, Keep on going n***a test me, I'mma hit you with the teqqies, bitch you know them shits deadly

Fuck all that shit you boys talk about, I gotta get Trice a couch, I leave the block stained and air it out, Then fuck ya bitch up in ya house

Yes I'm on a new level, Don't talk to me talk to the metal, Yo bitch ass needs a pedel, bitch I'm growing gettin medals

This tape it really means something and bitches be on me like they needing something

Bitch what you need that you wanting, please get away you is annoying

I'm telling you n***a I'm on this, so please do not fake shit you're wanting

I'm wearing the shit that you wanting, you take it and off hand that's warning

I'mma pull up to ya spot, pull up in a drop top, bitches know it's super hot, the heat that I'm packing on me don't get shot

Ooh shit I'm going off, hold up lemme just stop


[Verse 2: J4yDiZz1e]

I've been that n***a no practice, I come up and shoot you dead up on your mattress

You n***as ain't real you movie n***a actress, ain't got time for n***as thinking that they capping

Pussy boys tryna hit me they lacking, I'll use my bare arms to rip a n***as backend

I'll tear out his spine and see if n***as laughing, I'm serious dog I'm really bout that action

You thought I was weak because I ain't been clapping, now n***as will feel the burn like Michael Jackson

I've got all these bars my n***a where you at bitch, I'm at yo door waiting like dog is we scrapping

I know you ain't tryna flame up like a match lit, or should I say lit match that shit sounds more accurate

Wet yo whole block you come like what just happened, And then you'll see me with my burner and hatchet