Listen, I blow trees with the Buddha man squeeze with the war lord
Your floored hot stay on point like a scoreboard
I come hard the way a chick pull a clit
I know you a$$holes pissin' all you dikks full of shyt
Gets your dogs muzzled, I’m drunk off the power I guzzle
Break men into pieces leave 'em puzzled
Clips I pack 'em in like sardines, flippin' on nikkas
Like Megatron in they hands on Starscream
And this year y'all are gona have to give it the fukk up
If not I'm takin' it, however you make of it
I stack cake a bit, I should wear a bakers mitt
And put cheese down on the whip like it was quaker grits
Oh little mommy how she shakes her t*ts
Work the pole and make it twerk and roll
I know it urk you whole that I could jerk your soul
In your sleep, you meet the Grim Reap, oh yeah I gets deep
agains when has lupe every rhymed like this.