[Verse 1: MC Ride]
What you know about how I f**s with it?
f** a b**h, blooded, got dat
Ugh! Sickness!
What's up when I'm fit to cut you dip?
This sh**, that sh**, just can't get hit when it comes around
f** a b**h, what? f** a b**h
You heard what I said
Murdered 'em! f**!
I'm swerving, I can't get enough
Bloody murdered 'em! Shoot 'em up!
Smoke, gun slinging, who gives a f**?
f** a b**h, what? f** a b**h
[Verse 2: MC Ride]
Watch it, real sh**, [with dat?] [?] every time I bust
Get a head cracked up that grip back 9 who love it to dust
That 'f** a b**h' sh** that's so metal, hit that cold street, sweep then slump
[?]
Ugh!
Ghost Rider, heat pusher
Keep it naughty like the beat I'm gonna [?] on, don't front
Everybody know I s** your p**y in the [truck/trunk?]
Ugh!
[Verse 3: MC Ride]
Ugh!
Pump these to your chest
You'll never forget my name
Put it [dead by the game?]
How I melt a b**h, f** a b**h, f** a b**h
Wow b**h I came
Give a f**, little b**h that [I want/I'm on?]
I [don't want to lay?], no way
Brought a clip for the splits [to the n***as outside?]
And a zone never lasts as I check to erect the [f**-life bone I lay?]
[Hook]
f** a b**h, what? f** a b**h
You heard what I said
f** a b**h, what? f** a b**h
My hand's on the [spray/spring?]
[Verse 4: MC Ride]
Hit the gas and leave him in a dumpster
Spontaneous combuster
Try staying in that, f**er
Making a monster
f** a b**h, what? f** a --
Just play penetrator from the Days of Just
Got it down 'til it makes the ground break beneath the waves that rush
A quest for the weak taken under by the way you bust
Give away the game
Medical cream wings of Angel Dust
f** a b**h, what?
[Bridge]
b**h, game on
The [neck cream (rings/wings?)] of Angel Dust
A quest for the weak taken under by the way you bust
Put it down'til it makes the ground break beneath the waves that rush
Just play penetrator from the Days of Just
[Verse 5: MC Ride]
Automatic fire, anti-fighter
f** a dick-s**ing slave
[?] drive-by [?] holds it down to the gra[ve/in?]
[Hook]
f** a b**h, what? f** a b**h
You heard what I said
f** a b**h! Yea, f** a b**h
Til the beat turns it blood red
[Verse 6: MC Ride]
Cut-throat k**er, these s*uts feel it
Have it double helix ("haaa")
What the deal is, can't look real there's so much f**ing noise
[Hook]
f** a b**h, what? f** a b**h
You heard what I said
f** a b**h! Yea, f** a b**h
'Til the beat's [on my dick?] blood red
[Verse 7: MC Ride]
Either you dead, or you're dead
To the ride [?]
[?] what I said [a joke?]
On the blesséd strait from [?]