2 raw

Bitch is you really down? (Tactical nuke incoming)
Did this shit, bitch, I made my own sound
I got rich bitch jugging out the frown
This lil bitch tryna say shit clown

With my doggy he gon' shoot, bitch on God
Run it up bitch send them with my squad
100 bullets finna hit 'em in the top
Fuck this bitch, why the fuck she tryna talk?

Fuck your hoe, give that hoe lockjaw
Too what? Too rich, too raw
Run it up, run that band, oh yeah, oh yeah
Yeah, oh yeah, yeah

Bitch I'm smokin' dope, smokin' tree, smokin' pack
See your hoe, seen that bitch, took her to the bank
Run that shit, run it up, like a running bank
Took that shit, took that 6, to the fuckin' head
Gone, oh, you, go
Smoke, e-yeah, your hoe
I don't want your hoe
Kick it with my bros
Off the xan
Off a fuckin' O

Oxycodone, bitch you know what I'm-
Bitch you know what I'm on
Fuck poem, fuck poem