[Intro]
Yeah (slatt)
Yeah yeah, yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
Why this shawty really think that im'a cuff her
I just want the top, uh, make her eat like Dahmer
Got a broken heart underneath my collar
Comme Des Garcon, I don't care about a dollar
Why this shawty really think that im'a cuff her
Pull up with the choppa, ain't no one gon' stop us
Im'a put the chrome to his head, that's alarma
N***a thought he had me, so I hit him with katana
Drama, blood on my katana
Pull up with the choppa, turn his head to pasta
Drama, blood on my katana
Pull up with the choppa, they gon' call his mama
Drama, blood on my katana
Pull up with the choppa, turn his head to pasta
Drama, blood on my katana
Pull up with the choppa, they gon' call his mama
Why this shawty really think that im'a cuff her
I just want the top, uh, make her eat like Dahmer
Got a broken heart underneath my collar
Comme Des Garcon, I don't care about a dollar
Why this shawty really think that im'a cuff her
Pull up with the choppa, ain't no one gon' stop us
Im'a put the chrome to his head, that's alarma
N***a thought he had me, so I hit him with katana
Drama, blood on my katana
Pull up with the choppa, turn his head to pasta
Drama, blood on my katana
Pull up with the choppa, they gon' call his mama
Drama, blood on my katana
Pull up with the choppa, turn his head to pasta
Drama, blood on my katana
Pull up with the choppa, they gon' call his mama