Red boot boy talkin' if you speaking, could you please shut the f**k up
Got a goth b**h and she pushin' on my gun
Mothafuckas always talking but they taking like it's a ton
Ayy, AR-15, and I came in with a stop
If you really talking I really kill ya mothafucka now on god
Gosh, I'ma make a f**n' body drop
Then lock with a opp, and I'm pulling in the spot
Bad b**h when trying to give me everything she got
If you runnin' up on me loaded bodies drop it like it's hot
Switchblade and then I'ma finna send ya to the crib
Gotta me dance, with a wrist with a bad b**h in the whip
I'm fully automatic and I came in with a grip
Bad b**h in the crib and I got my hands up on my hips
Got my head up on my stomach cause I'm really for the sick
I be double D, dancin' cause I'm really f**n' rich
On a body out in public cause he actin' like a b**h
I'd be outta with a feeling, b**h you know I about stick