Chorus:
Talk your shit, lil bitch
You n***as is all my kids
So suck my dick, lil bitch
Yea he never gon know you're there
Aha!

Verse 1:
First I'm NASCAR, now The Morgue
Yea you ready for me dawg, fuck you thought?
It go Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday (Yeaa)
These n***as bark alot
Catch me in the launch, yea posted on the block
Bitch I'm Soulja Boy, dancing on yo feat
I Milly Rock
Nearly took bitch for a bag never came up to the spot

Verse 2:
I don't gotta spit to be better than n***as
Bitch I'm a white cop how I'm fucking deading these n***as
And your screaming shit not meaning shit
This heavy metal real my n***a go read some shit, dummy

Hook:
Bitch I really hate trap metal
How you gon name your whole shit then back pedal
Though I fuck with Zilla, all these other little n***as
Just some bugs, I kill em
Bitch I'm steady, chillin'
Verse 3:
I was 19, n***a, and forever a felon
I'm caught with a MAC-11
And I will send em to heaven
Go get the body bags, cause I just bodied that
Fuck you n***as bring DMX and [?] back

Chorus:
Talk your shit, lil bitch
You n***as is all my kids
So suck my dick, lil bitch
Yea he never gon know you're there
Aha!