pull up in the whip lookn hot as shit with. bad bitch we lit rappers crucifix when i spit bitches kneel to getva feel of my sex appeal then i soend like a brand knew wheel keep it trill i never squeel murder this dhit like amytivil flowingike an oil spill keep it real my gaze full of rage mund been locked in a cage dig u grave if u spit on my name fuck fame shits lame just need my my pretty little thang