(Verse one)
Yuh fuck this place, I spit in ya face put you in ya place, smoking on regi livin repeat every day a nice treat while I beat my meat till i skeet on my feet, saying shot that ryme til is a crime of it don't make sense then hop da fence get ya sword let's fence but no offense you don't stand a chance against the best fuck the rest and i say that wit my chest I never rest font use no vest I make her squirt with my dick you won't work,yuh,
Smokin purp like I'm lil pump, fuck yo feelings I ain't no lil punk

(Verse two)
Verse one was all a lie well not the part with you and I and the result is you dead, don't fuck wit me bitch I'm trained wit killing in my head, I grew up stuff I don't talk stuff I get rough like buff, I knock that pussy out with an upper cut, take his bitch make em my slut, then I take his body put it in a trunk, and when he wakes up I'll take that car, drive to a lake and let em drown, I do not play around as long as the world's round I'll fucking pound on my chest I ain't like the rest...

*the fuck