[Intro: strs]
My name is strs and fuck you, fuck all of you
[Verse 1: ahst]
Put that rag on his face like some chloroform
Fill that nigga up with holes, need some Neosporin
Bitch, I'm always fucking balling, bitch, I'm always scoring
If that nigga talking down, we gon' kick the door in
Bitch, I hop in that Jag, push the gas to the floor
Bitch, I'm classy, I can't fuck with whores
One hundred shots in his body, we gon' make that nigga pour
Nigga, you don't know shit about me, you don't know my lore
Bitch, I'm stuck off this blunt now, me and 51 run the pack, touchdown
If you talking, then I'm grabbing on my clutch now
You ain't got no money, put your dad's bucks down
Full auto on the chop, better duck down
That bitch trying to cuff me, get the fuck out
[Verse 2: 5122]
I don't really give a fuck, I'm too geeked for this shit
Posted up with ahst and you know we getting in
Got this fucking Glock and you know we finna spin
Yeah, yeah, finna spin, yeah, yeah, finna spin
I'ma fuck your bitch while you all up in your crib
I just want to die, I don't really want to livе
And my diamonds wet like a motherfucking fin
Yеah, yeah, like a fin, yeah, yeah, like a fin, yeah, yeah, like a–
[Outro: ahst]
If that nigga talking down, we gon' kick the door in
Bitch, I hop in that Jag, push the gas to the floor