Hook;
Keep poppin' off at the mouth
Get your fucking wig split
Keep poppin' off at the mouth
Keep poppin' off at the mouth
Keep poppin' off at the mouth
Get your fucking wig split
Keep poppin' off at the mouth
Wig split, wig split
Keep poppin' off at the mouth
Get your fucking wig split
Keep poppin' off at the mouth
Keep poppin' off—
Verse-1:
Aye, dirty ass Air Max 95s when I step out
Regret nothing, bitch, could give a fuck about respect
Could give a fuck 'bout what you think of me
I'm sick of fucking stress
I rob myself in public just so I can get a blue check
Keep a hoe in check, make sure she keep in track of all the checks
Only way she fuckin' with me, now I wished her all the best
$uicide, I got my set
Euthanized, I'm off the Tech
Who am I? Well take a guess
I got the blade against yo' neck
Verse-2:
Eyes red, it's motherfuckin' blood
Victim in the tub
Roxy, 30, getting crushed
Drop two sticks up in my mud
Brought that dirty [?]
Slipped up on them opiates, hol' up
I milly rock on any cop when that Chevy hits the block
Let the chain swing, platinum teeth
Might retire any minute
Soulja rag
Soldier [?] over the bitches
Fuck, who is it?
Ruby and $lick still bendin' corners to the coroner
Fuck yo' press, fuck who's next
Fuck yo' cipher and your wards too
You a mascot
We really represent the ridicule
(You motherfucking bitch!)
