smokin on that zaza seen ya bitch tatas trippin on acid in ya girl phone she got me as savage gotta keep a hatchet bitch i hate cabbage remember i was ratchet i aint even have a jacket if he play it'll be a closed casket we some bandits pussy boys i cant stand it ice so cold need a blanket i been sellin packets this gon be a classic leave the scene graphic we dont get stuck in traffic fake ass booty it must be plastic damn thats tragic