[Intro]
Red Flame
Yeah, n***a, I got some real hate in my heart
Lil B rep that 7 block, my n***a
Bitch Mob in this muhfucka, tiny pants, everything
N***a, I'm strapped up with a thirty dick with the tiny pants, n***a
100, bitch

[Verse 1]
Bitch, I got swag
I beg your pardon
Based God, tiny shirts and Aston Martins
Thirty clip on me
Shotgun on me
I'm high and I'm lonely
N***a play, then I'm testin' him
Fifty bitches on my dick, ho; come again
I can't hear you in the new Phantom
Hood n***as, bitch, I don't believe in Santa
Cause I'm comin' in your house myself
Merry Christmas, Lil B got a thirty round
Happy New Year, Lil B be bulletproof
Gung Hay Fat Choy, bitch, I will shoot
N***as
Punch me on YouTube
Now I'm huntin' for a n***a like Blue's Clues
Now I'm huntin' for a n***a like a racist
Peekaboo, bitch, your car's spade of aces
[Hook]
They call me deala (DEALA!)
They say we killas (KILLAS!)
Who we be? (what?)
Based n***as
Hah, bruh, they say we dealas (DEALAS!)
They call me killa (the killa!)
Who we be?
Based n***as
[X2]

[Verse 2]
First time I robbed a bitch I was fifteen
I'm a goon so these girls be scared of me
Got the gun in my tiny pants, I'm a faggot
Buy my girlfriend a bitch, wouldn't let me have it
Probation ain't shit to me
What the fuck I did last year is history
Westside, I'm an old bitch
Bitch Mob, tiny pants with the thirty clips
This ain't a love song, no Ryan Leslie
I got AKs
Bitch, I'm Phill Collins
Got shotguns
Bitch, I'm George Clooney
Only n***a in the hood with a pink Uzi
Lied to the bitch
I won't buy the pussy
And I'm rich and I still won't buy her Gucci
I rob a bitch
Trickin' cash
Bitch Mob, pretty bitch, you can kiss my ass
[Hook]

[Verse 3]
I'll leave you in the chair like Ethan Hawke
So many bitches on my dick, I can't even talk
And I'm still reppin' Waterfront
And I still got these gold fronts