[intro]
n***as compared to Rich Kidd??
Mitch-Match
I heard n***as was lurking so I switched cars
Then switched back
Two guns knock your sh** back
Run up on that n***a
Make sure it's pitch black
(shhhh)
n***as be snitching
n***as being flimsy
n***as they fake
And they phony
These n***as lame they can't clone me
(noooo)
Dasia
You know that I love you baby
You wanna get married young
So we ain't gotta struggle baby
I came from the motherf**ing jungle baby
Ayyyye
I f**ed so many b**hes
(syke)
I swear that I came from them trenches
(I did)
n***a that green after spinach
Popeye my money gone grow
When my pockets I feed em
Imma blick!! black!!! bang!!!!
Ontamonapeia
(Im f**ing round on this sh** shawty)
I then made too many hits
I had to make another one
After I empty a clip imma shoot another one
Shoot up some sh**
Then switch to my other gun
And babby