I touched more p*ssy than maxipads
Now Detox can be your little rap rehab
bytch just a second visit from the repo man
And you can't afford your monthlys, I mean God damn
Man, you ain't worth your shoes you standing in
When I party I bring a bytch to bring the cannon in
You said you was gonna see me when your homie got shot
It's been a while so I'm guessing you must've forgot
Once again you forget, ain't this some shyt
You forgot about me bytch I wrote your hits
You know "how we do", "hate it or love it" and nikka fukk it I'm special
That's why your ass say my verse