(Oh my God, I'm on the street)
(I just hopped out the whip on me, and I'm about to shake that fucking laffy taffy)
(I'm about to shake my fucking laffy taffy, bitch)

Bitch, go fucking suck dick and die slow
Papi on my side and he pop a Rhino
Off of ecstasy and secrets, always tryna fight hoes
I just bought another 40 while you bitches buy clothes
I'm like: We are not the same, bitch, not even similar
You fucking with some Johns, I'm fucking with the Dillinger
Fucking for some dinner, sellin' pussy for a G
Dirty-ass bitch, take a bath and go to sleep

I've been up for like a week, just tryna make a hefty bag
Never keep the strap the same, you such a little mag
I ain't out here ridin' dirty, that's the shit that get you wrapped
Talkin' foolish on me, that's the shit that get you wrecked
I don't ride with bitches, no, I stay up by my lonesome
Rappin' 'bout en guete pussy, you don't even own one
Blowin' up like '01 in September
Shoutin': Gang when you are not even a member
I can not respect it, fucking dorko
I was in the eighth grade taking trips and snorting narcos
We was on the block, but you know it 'bout to be a run
And I wanna die, so I don't even fear none

Bitch, go fucking suck dick and die slow
Papi on my side and he pop a Rhino
Off of ecstasy and secrets, always tryna fight hoes
I just bought another 40 while you bitches buy clothes
I'm like: We are not the same, bitch, not even similar
You fucking with some Johns, I'm fucking with the Dillinger
Fucking for some dinner, sellin' pussy for a G
Dirty-ass bitch, take a bath and go to sleep

Die slow, bitch
Die slow, bitch
Huh-uh, uh-uh
Huh-uh, uh-uh
Huh-uh, uh-uh
Uh, uh-uh, uh-uh
Huh, huh
Bitch