[Intro: Telli Federline]
That's my mother's brother's son nigga
If you dont know you gonna know now
[Hook]
Johnny, Put em in a bodybag(x8)
[Verse 1]
Why wouldn't I, How couldn't I
Hella hard, they soft like pudding pie
Should I put them in the oven or just them ride
Somebody tossed a handball and now we playin Suicide
Suicide its a suicide pick your poison you decide
Man you got a little crack like 2 for 5
But your boys far out the roof to fly
You been grounded, theyre astounded
Thats when I go and keep it flowing like a fountain
And I aim high and I get higher than a falcon
Whenever sippin I be tripping like an outing
Saying what you did the hate and the doubting