I can never get clean, bitch you know I'm filthy/ All these bitches did me wrong, now they feelin guilty/ Catch em slippin on they words like banana peeling/ I ain't never gonna stop, you gonna have to kill me/ You need to seize, bitch/ Cheese make you have amnesia quick/ Switch, Ima change the pitch/ You can swing, but you will miss/ You will never get a hit/ Icy on the wrist, got the diamonds on the fist/ Golden on my neck, it's the bling with the twist/ 'Member back in school, I ain't never got a glance/ Never got a chance, or a date to a dance/ Now puttin out they hands/ Tryna cop a couple bands/ When I pull up in a rollie, I put em in a trance/ Put em in a trance, yuh, put em in a trance Foolin on they plans, yuh squashin em like ants/ You buggin think you keepin up, cuz you know you can't/ Babe, I'm sorry that I'm colder cuz I'm gettin all these fans/