you best make ya payments/ Don’t make me Gangis Khan on that Angus, My gangstas aim them bangers/make it plain as day is, bust a cap in Uranus/ it ain’t a strange arrangement, the rules all change when ya make the majors/ plus a motherfucker Makin paper like his name is famous, Makin wagers on the game like I’m out in Vegas/ hustled hard since the days of pagers, the weapon never made the man courageous/ don’t you ever come around demandin favors, lest you wanna get acquainted with different flavors of the pavement when I make ya face taste it/ blowing smoke in ya face while I’m fate makin, bitch I make the bacon like a stove skillet/ scopin on some game imma smoke -kill it, catch up on my destiny and -full-fill-it/ see my nuts full -hoe spill it, put the pistol to ya hot head and -COLD -CHILL -IT/ control ya lip or get some dome spillage, smackin up ya peoples like they represent the village/ Tryna run up on the head villain, till he get to killin/ talkin toe tag -dead body bed fillin/ that said, I don’t think ready for the head drillin/ half ya men cracking when the feds grill ‘em, pleased to meet ya, don’t be mad that I eat ya/ domination is my best feature, i don’t need no provocation to defeat ya/ see me easy kickin game to ya main chica, bustin nuts up his seniorita/ then my pinky up and sipping tea from the tea cups, she got the camel toe with the B-cups/ roll the bread up like a Pita, I got gunna by the name a Peter pumpkin eater/ and I keep ‘em in the coop while I’m Woopin on that ass in my white beater, walk away aloof with his tooth lodged in my Nike sneaker/ fuckin on his bitch -she call me knockin noggin leaker, I’m on a role like I’m A’s and B’s/ -see a pimp smokin O’s like an old open manifold, I been the man three fold, like I’m goin father -son -and Holy Ghost beast mode/ and ya bitch a fan of my deep stroke, when I make my money and my meat grow/ all up in ya system like tryptophan, leak slow -down her thigh while she running up the stairs/ confirming all ya fears, cum runnin like ya tears/ hit it hard enough for wear and tear, I left my kids up in her dairy air/ Ain’t no fairy tale how we get it, don’t believe ya this and that cuz ya friend said it/ I didn’t even mean it, but I’m trend settin - fuck around and get ya head Ledded/ Give a fuck if ya ever felt offended when I said it’s off with his head and don’t you get involved lest you want this vendetta deaded after your beheaded/ bitch get it poppin like a pussy rap weddin, Step up to the plate and get ya portion/ kill you in ya sleep like abortion, dudes approachin me -they tend to use caution/ For we get to talkin numbers like auction, ill leave ya crew starvin/ like that dude Marvin, Ya make a rude comment/ while a pimp come up -with a huge margin, makin moves that drop a deuce on ya rude noggin While I’m puffin on the piff and vodka egg noggin Shut the fuck up bitch and pay homage For you have to recognize you nothing but some vomit in the garbage