[Intro]
Ayy
(Get to the chopper!)

[Chorus]
Bitch, you know that I don’t give a damn
And I don’t give a fuck about your mans
You don’t want the smoke, bitch, feel the wrath of my hands
I’ll beat that n***a down, all his guns, they all jammed
Pistol in my jeans, always gotta keep ‘em tight
All black everything, catch you lacking in the light
If you fucking with the clique, then I’ll take a n***a life
Bitch, you say that you be shooting, you all bark and no bite

[Verse]
I feel like Nascar Aloe, bitch I like to fist fight
I don’t tote with no guns, sock that n***a on sight
All my dogs, we don’t think, we just do we gotta do
You say you this and that, but you just biting more than you can chew
Left right, uppercut, leave a n***a bloody nose
Fuck with me, you get your ass touched, that’s just how it goes
You too scared to fight me in the dark, and it just goes to show
You too pussy to come at me with these fist that you can’t throw
Caught lacking, you chit chatting, bitch, I don’t fuck with that
Blood splatting, you eyes blacking out, leave your heart on flat
Stop capping, I’m bitch slapping you n***as, wanna rat
Pistol tacking, it click clacking, brains smashed
[Chorus]
Bitch, you know that I don’t give a damn
And I don’t give a fuck about your mans
You don’t want the smoke, bitch, feel the wrath of my hands
I’ll beat that n***a down, all his guns, they all jammed
Pistol in my jeans, always gotta keep ‘em tight
All black everything, catch you lacking in the light
If you fucking with the clique, then I’ll take a n***a life
Bitch, you say that you be shooting, you all bark and no bite