You know the damn deal, it's mista wen will, High in the hill in my automobile, Yo ho aint poppin pussy cuz she popn pill, she also wants banana cause she wants to see it peel -in or out the pin hard as fuck I'm goin in, 3 cross boss ima ride till da end in this dirty game there's no such thing as friend, even ur bitch loves to pretend no need for Benjamin just to keep it real, in my dayum office getting head just like Bill, I'm a dayum felon and I'm cold wit the steal, Cry me a river like Jessica biel, Don't try to ask if I Netflix n chill, my bitch will whoop ur ass wit her heal , what do u want for ur last fuckin meal, trappin out a bucket and Im just keepin this shit real, (chorus) fuck yo feelings and fuck how u feel I dare any Busta to step on my field, ask yo bitch that's something that I've killed, she was on the hill with my nigas jack n jill even if i had stinky feet, yo bitch will still eat up all the meat I will Fuck up on ur spouce and I would leave her passed out on yo couch, ...... return of the mac....