I'm finna pull up just to freeze the whole scene up
I be smoking antidote the scientists ain't heard of
Switching back to OZ, my whole squad in the vapor
She thought it was fog, nah, get you how we blaze up
I learned from my grandpa and them, big cousins and all of them
I don't give no fuck about who mad, let me get to him
Let me blink my eye then after that you see I'm through with him
Boy you niggas weak, you need to be a little more positive
I'm trying to kick a charge, now let me start with him
I hate a stupid nigga so much I wanna bother him
These rappers still a joke, we verbally kill all of them
Leave it up to me, I'll smoke a blunt and then go slaughterin'
I told you man, I don't give no fuck if he be sleeping dead
They say "Why you mad?" I say "Because these fools don't listen man"
Pull off on a bitch, now she get mad 'cause we ain't inviting them
Pull up to the show, the line too long, I hope you get in there
You bitch
