(Ayy, what?)
(Ayy, what?)

[Verse]
Tell 'em now, breaking out, running down, never come back to this shit, like I ship with them bitches
Handing out, [?] the couch [?] percent and pussy I'ma step into position (okay)
Stare in the back of the head when I smash it then pass it on bring to their messengers
Sending a parcel of venison, penetrate, dumping the sinner, I said it, damn menace

Fuck your face then I hammer on down
Like I brought em with the pit and I'm running it down the spine
Brand new stake, can you turn around?
Veins, like they follow my senses since I been looking [?]

Things you say make my dick look thick
Shit, I'm sorry just fake it quick
Run me steep with the Rambo kick
And don't rip my skin, [?]