Death is your minimal punishmentBoy you better recognize who you fuckn round withOnly fought a couple timesI never busted any crimes but that don't mean, I won't put you in the coffinWalk-in round with a noose, or a fuckin 22, when I see your ass in person get to poppinI can't stand a fuckin' artist who can't get it on their ownTaking handouts like a bum who is jobless

Everybody dissin and missin my fucken punch lineHatin on my elements, never willing top mineBunch a little bitches in the back, but we front linePut me to the test and fuck yo challenge, make it all mine

Can't believe this shit so crazyMight as well just drive miss daisyWhy do y'all just plain start hatin?Y'all just mad cause we in your bitch playlist