IF YOU THINK WE’RE FRIENDS, WE AREN’T

[Verse]
Out from the under, yeah, I be the coldest ,see
Baby O, ain't no one cold as me
Choppin' up bustas, the butcher, the motherfucker
With the axe if you want it, G
Fuck out my face, get to walkin', leave
Fuck what you said, why you talkin', G?
Runnin' your mouth is like runnin' your face
Up into the motherfucking wall, you bleed
Laid out, right on your back
Fuck on your bitch then I don't give her back
Swangin' and bangin', I'm creepin', I'm peepin'
I'm coming up straight through the back with a bat
Beatin' your brains in, crushin' your shit
Bustas be gay, 'cause they all on my dick
Hating on me, motherfucker, you stupid
You hate what you ain't, 'cause you wanting my shit (Fuck that!)
Bitch, is you dumb?
Fuckin' with me, motherfucker, you slumped
Dumpin, I dookie, I poopy, you foolish
I'm shittin' on bitches, these suckers is bunk (Fuck that!)
Up in the trunk
Baby O bangin', my shit gettin' buck
Honest to god, I just hate all the bastards and bitches
That hang and that swing on my nuts