Lyrics
Who want it with us?
Drop my mat, hop and splat, make me mad
Only choice, go out and play
All it hurt and fuck
All night on Irie, couldn't get a lay-lay
All it hurt and fuck
So beast sticks, can I hear shit?
Everybody go
That was your kid 'cause when they spin bro
Shit, it look like they ain't give a fuck
Make a small problem, bitch, we ain't send it all
Think your bitch won't let me fuck
I still bend it up
Got no geek shit
Can't see any, can't turn it up
Yeah
Cannot tame my bitch
We raising hell
Jail, this shit get dangerous
Stay out of the way, I won't go back to jail
Let all nigga think he finna get us
Send him back to hell
That free T-Mo look like he did a thousand sit-ups
Coming out of jail
And I be fresh in here
It's out of battery, got the seal
I know you getting the smell
I ain't the plug who giving deals
You used to getting the player
Scratch me, can't share my baby
Tweeting totally hell
That's why I told her yeah
Just thought, right she flexible
Let's go, spread
Kid this hoe, I pay my shit
In this bedroom, gonna lay in your bed
She said she wanna be my hoe, dead, dead
Make up madness, people wheezing
We done have them scared
Them here said they killin' us, dead, dead
Don't be walkin', got that bread
To get a nigga head
See her all day, get no pay
I paint this city red
Seen two colors in my so-called brother
So that shit is dead
Who want it with us?
Drop my mat, hop and splat, make me mad
Only choice, go out and play
All it hurt and fuck
All night on Irie, couldn't get a lay-lay
All it hurt and fuck
So beast sticks, can I hear shit?