So what'cha gonna do about it? Take those horns, throw them them up We like our hair down, volume up Kick like a machine gun Cold beer, stage dives Scream along all all night Metal brings us to our knees Motherfucking therapy Wear it like a scarlet letter

Man, fuck them them bitches and them them hoes And them them niggas pussies, camel toes I got some money on me, and the weed nice My shit won’t ever stop, suck my green light Bitch it’s Carter 4, murder's all all she wrote Now it’s fuck fuck everybody, like a Scorpio Still

Ayy, I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pillies Man, I feel just like a rockstar (star) Ayy, ayy, all my brothers got that gas And they always be smokin' like a Rasta Fuckin' with me, call up on a Uzi And show up, man them them the shottas When my homies pull

Catch a body like Charles Manson, huh, watch them them all panic I just grind and do the damage, huh, my bitch Atlantic Fuck Fuck her good, make me a sandwich, huh, now she romantic Where you at when we was broke? You didn't trap with us Nigga asked why he got

I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pillies Man, I feel just like a rockstar (star, ay, ay) All my brothers got that gas And they always be smokin' like a Rasta Fuckin' with me, call up on a Uzi And show up, name them them the shottas When my homies pull up on

I just took one sip, all them them cars move in slow-mo (Slow-mo, slow-mo) Broke up with me one day, girl your heart's just so cold (Like so fucking cold) Said that I'd give you the world and you turned it to a snow globe Said she wanna go to SoHo (SoHo,

Yuck Daddy! Yuck! Two big chain, one big chopper, bitch Two big chain, one big chopper Good weed, bad bitch Got these hoes on my dick like Brad Pitt Whoa, I seen it all all before The bitch got a man, but she schemin' on the low How it go? It go, fuck them

I'd rather fuck fuck you, yeah (said I'd rather fuck fuck with you) I'd rather fuck fuck with you, Aaaah, this is one of them them songs You can kick back and smoke a joint to. And get real fucked up. I like to dedicate this one to all all the lovely young ladies out there. Oh

On Tree, I do not fuck fuck with the percs, I barely fuck fuck with the Earth On me, industry niggas the worst, actin' like they from the dirt On me, I do not fuck fuck with the percs, I barely fuck fuck with the Earth On Tree, all of them them niggas I birth, tryna put me in a

I was made for this shit, rookie of the year I wouldn’t show up for the freshman list Your swag expired, you ain’t fresh like this Shit on all all my haters, I’ma make them them pissed Trade my Honda to a Bentley Now these fuckboys wanna end me Ammunition, I got