Ha... ha... ha... ha, stop it 5!
Stop it 5
You aint never sold bricks

I cop the pie and got no whip
But you tryin to ride [what! ]
You'se a working man

When you ever ride or die?
You start work at nine in the morning
And you...

Stop at 5!
Stop it 5
These the guys you idolize?

$#&@ you
Touch who? I'll get you ^!$$%s sodomize
Listen I am live

Shot at me but I'm alive
Before I hit your $$# with the four
You need to...

Stop it 5!
Look I've been a shooter
And you, you've been a doodler

You need a lyric tutor
And I'm quick to school you
%#@! I'm gettin mula

What's on my wrist a meilleur
You might not be outta shape
But you the biggeset loser

Forget aruba
I'm about to hit up cuba
For a couple cuban cigars

Just to twist my buddah
Might slide through a mat
If ya chick is cuter [why?]

She won't just dive in my lap
The (*##$ is scuba
Get them ^!$$%s fed

Like that's just a ruler
While she hit me with the head
Till she get a tumor

Face facts if I gotta get the luger
You walk around with your face patch richter ruler
Guess not I got it in a headlock

Your crew already #~!!@
Yall don't need a sex op.
Step not imma let the lead pop

You speedin, wheelie beam
Yall gon' need a rest stop
Before you rest in peace

Off a couple headshots
Put you in a coffin for playin
$#&@ a xbox

Come to guap you hurtin around it [yeah! ]
Shape up I run circle around it [squares! ]
I don't care

These are the verses the spitters fear
High as a lire
I put the purple up in the air

Yeah
You in here? your man puff sticky
Nah! I don't do orgy

You can't $#&@ with me.
Writer!