I’m Gutter but they call me Ms park In yo section with Glock make it sing like a Opera You bitches want to be me they is not us Hit them back now they hurt bitch kick dust off yeahh yo shirt I was born by myself and by myselfI’m die alone Sip on my cup I’m to lit off that ice and tone They yelling Gutter bitch took your shit now im gone Speeding on 100 I bet you want get that shit back They thought I was a Nigga how speed on they ass Nigga buss me down with a new jet just opened up that pussy know my shit wet Niggas can’t fwm I never no groupie Have a seat in the bleachers you a lil rookie can’t touch my field I do this shit fr I’m all down with my foot up on they necks Hold that bitch down put that hoe to rest I don’t fw riders I fw sliders Keep the himmy on yo side Crazy murder bitch know she gone slide They ask me what happened shit idky Like the private man in jet now gone Hoes on net for the cap caught you on tape Red room red lights red beam Ain’t no escape