put on ryhme yeah I pop ma lil bitch a ponstar she gave me credit tell em forgers yah. she think she know how move I band her over touch ur toes I grab her hit it like a maddog like hell she know dat love doggy hhrrr n she ride it like a hony um on a space coupe pull to da moon ma madness nope ain't fuckin da goons don't take me for a fool I keep ma cool don't take ma kindness for ur weakness Imma pull up wit a stick let it hit you man I'll send you to da grave nigga fuck you pussy cat in da boot um a hellcat I pop shit I drop it a hitta marijuana take me away um sippin ma codeine um purple drank while um high fuck a nigga fuck a hater as long as ma bitches love me I be flexin heritage I didn't come I was come high fuck da culture dat I believe in God um full of love like um Jesus bitches luv me like um Lucifer not a demon but an angel 30 clip for a glock 9 just in case they might call for war we don't backoff we back em wit automatics we don't hesitate shoot em up catch a body we don't hide we don't run we just make it rain all ma madness on ma niggaz