Okay!

Okay
I’m flyer than a robin
Bitches corn-cobbing
Blowing out her back, I’mma leave her throat throbbing
Run up on me boy and I’mma bring the whole mob and
When I’m running out her house her momma tryna give me noggin
Run it back
Double time
Bitches want a double nine
I’mma get a forty-five
Just to keep myself alive
Hit it from the back, Eminem, I’mma run a mile
She just want the dick, she ain’t slick, hoe is in denial
I’mma do laps in that hoe like I’m in the Nile
Disrespect the gang and I’mma snap, like a crocodile
Looking at his wifey while he eyes me up across the aisle
If he wanna fight me I’mma leave his blood across the tiles
Shawty want dick, I’mma hit from the back
Only make hits with the bass and the claps
Coming at my name but he don’t even know the facts
I’mma triple X him, leave him tied up on the tracks
I’mma take off, no I won’t catch a case
When I fuck that bitch I wanna nut up on her face
She be off the Molly bumping music with the bass
Leave up out her house without a number or a trace
My bag sealed like zipties
She ain’t fuck, that bitch lied
Homie still be flexing like he blood, but he be crip tied
He been out since Nip died, guess he wanna fist fight
I’mma give that boy a runny nose, I’ll let him drip dry