[Intro]
[?] know how i did it
[?] know how i did it
I Love You Consent (I Love You Consent)

[Chorus]
They wasn't tryna see me do it how I did it
My opposition kind of pissed because I'm that n***a
I roll a wood and roll a bitch inside a swisher
He artificial, never really shot a pistol
I hit him with the heat until I saw the gristle
If I don't like your attitude, I got to hit you with a missile
Rock out with the ratchet tool so n***a what's the issue?
And she can get a bag of tools that bitch been official

[Verse 1]
That glick will make him snaggletooth and wipe his nose without a tissue
Number One like I'm DRose and he wasn't with the pistons
You know I cannot cuff a hoe so ill play your position
I told that bitch to play her role bеfore she missing
We up thе score by 24, how they keep missing?
And you can't even trust yo bro he might be temptin'
Don't die for dissing in the songs you might be gifted
That .40 turn a n***a bone into a ligament
Said he with it let me see how many shots until this n***a get it
I beat the block up like a opp and imma really hit it
I came to split a n***a top, but cuz get really wicked
I bought the bike, soon as I pop him, pop the wheelie with it
I hate to type, so I might pop up on your city with it
And I'm like don't believe the hype because I'm the type to hurt your feelings with it
Cocaine when I write, I'm like a dealer with it
They know I'm cold, they call me Ice, nobody chilling with it
[Chorus]
They wasn't tryna see me do it how I did it
My opposition kind of pissed because I'm that n***a
I roll a wood and roll a bitch inside a swisher
He artificial, never really shot a pistol
I hit him with the heat until I saw the gristle
If I don't like your attitude, I got to hit you with a missile
Rock out with the ratchet tool so n***a what's the issue?
And she can get a bag of tools that bitch been official

[Verse 2
I let a double barrel hit him in his 20/20 vision
Out the corner hit, hit his corner yeah with great precision
I told you he ain't really want he just want attention
I turn that boy into a ghost, but I ain't superstitious
And its going to take a microscope to see you in a minute
I was on the tightrope then I really did it
They ain't think I really could like the Little Engine
And I wish a n***a would in these weak timberlands

[Verse 3]
Leave him laying in the woods with whoever with him
Put his body on a stretcher, put the stretcher in a river
Coulda bought a bigger necklace, but got one for every member
Imma die for my respect and I can bet they gonna remember
I can turn you into toast while we in December
I've been flying coast to coast, you a local n***a
Hit him with so many holes, leave a oval in him
.30 eat a n***a clothes like a whole dinner
[Chorus]
They wasn't tryna see me do it how I did it
My opposition kind of pissed because I'm that n***a
I roll a wood and roll a bitch inside a swisher
He artificial, never really shot a pistol
I hit him with the heat until I saw the gristle
If I don't like your attitude, I got to hit you with a missile
Rock out with the ratchet tool so n***a what's the issue?
And she can get a bag of tools that bitch been official (bag of tools that bitch been official)