[Verse 1]
(Fuck) Boy tweaking getting balled out a wii clip
Bitches talk shit about the once that they need me
I-I-I-I'ma go disappear like I'm wifi
A-A-A-And it's true to you y'all
See that shit clearly

[Verse 2]
You a bitch, you a witch
Don't go near me
A-A-A-Ain't she around six why is she here
Kiss these racks, I don't know what your hearing
I didn't seem to ask bout a motherfucking ear tag

[Verse 3]
Fuck that
We were chilling at your block with a drum mag
We was blowing that shit up, she's down bad
So hard to fucked shit up, you a dumbass
You continue with the stuff