Grab the 9 then I run up in his house/ Fuck that goofy shit, this ain't Mickey Mouse/ You was out I hit yo girl in yo house/ Got the top and then I skirt on her blouse/ That chick got cleaned up while I was blazing purp/ Said she couldn't stay and smoke, she was late for work/ I'm in my bag boy, I been getting the bags, boys/ I bet that cannon wet you up like a Blastoise/ I know you ain't bout that action you tryna push me/ Then I gotta get my nine and start fingerblastin a pussy/ No debate on what my shooters won't or will do/ Leave you wet up on ya lawn like mildew