tell that bish

It's a can of gas-o-line Trapped in a s-ink And I think... Bad things are happen-ing And I just happen to think That someone's gonna grab it and fling It all over the napkins and the flammable rabbit mink After they drink It's gonna be on of those hazardous things Where people just sit back and laugh as it's happening I'm trapped by kin And hundreds Of bungee jumping Bad acting friends How can this be happening? Hustle like I’m broke Your **** is just a joke It’s all on me and I bet I never choke I killed your flow with a freestyle You can rap back but it might be while Until I reply, my oh my You lames workin bad bishes twerkin Stack my racks up cuz I’m puttin’ work in She popped that ***** til she said it hurtin’ I don’t care, treat her like a ho CREAM til the end all a hustler knows Just how it goes, ya I suppose Watch that bish drop straight to floor Flipped that *** over put on fours Here I come, woah bish woah We ride 84s, we tote 44s Talk that ish get your head chopp’d off