You know I'm stressed,
You know I'm strapped.
You know I'm stressed,

You know I'm strapped.

Oh, so, oh, so fresh.

Chick with the straps bust a pistol tentioned $$#.
I tell them give me cash but don't give any sex.
They reppin brades, they repping brades, they reppin chains.

They reppin Devil Wears Prada, this chicks a $#&@in plague.
I see some bust $$# (*##$es set to chop, straps on a fresh white new rebop.
Red, green, white, blue, yellow, purple... Why are you so sad? "Cause I'm a gothic chick"


My Children My Bride, give me my fries with a soda on the side, wanna make it super size?
My children, my fries, hold my bride, sling me that five if you want a super size.

I *cough* on my cigarettes, I *cough* on my cigarettes.
Yo, one of ya'll (*##$es wanna give me a rub with the flood in the club with a bottle of bud?
Smoke that good green, smoke that big boss.

You know it's infra red, I'm tearin through your (*##$es cunt.
Like whats up girl? Can I get my dick sucked? Flip up yo $$#, you $#&@in' wit da soldier boy.
I got the revolver over my shoulder, you can't $#&@ with my composure.

I'm pushin them boulders, I got my holster to ma side,
So I'm ready whenever you (*##$es wanna get it,
Like I got my perella choppin yo $$# to find cheddar.

I come through with the wine boy, you can't read rhyme this,
You a (*##$, blind with nothin but double pop.
When I be bustin, no discussion, yo blud, rushin,

You (*##$es can't be $#&@in with the killers.
Smokin cause I be ballin like president bush?
$#&@in' with that mother $#&@er, yeah sucka, yeah #~!!@,

He just a push off, I'ma send his $$# off, this aint project PET, but I lay it down,
With that rocket aimin' flat at yo dawn, you already know who we is,
Then he whipped my $#&@in' guns, but what? I kill ya kids,

And im ruthless...