[Intro]
(Babybeel)
(Babybeel)
(Babybeel)

[Verse]
Drop a bag on clothes, you fuck average hoes (Plugg!)
If yuke hop out van, then you know he blastin', ho
Feelin' like I'm manic so I might just take fifteen pulls
Why my heart so dull? Shots up at her fuckin' skull
Think I need a dermal, had to really learn, ho
Really feel so burnt, ho, why my brother turnt, ho?
Why my brother turnt fed? Had to—, yuh, yuh
I said, why my brother turn fed? Yuh
I said, why my brother turn fed? Yuh
I'ma leave that fuck n***a dead, yuh
Lil' yuke gon' shoot up, you n***as be shootin' up
I really hop out that truck, I really don't give a fuck now
And this bitch know she chattin' bullshit
On the 'net, you on cap, you on, dick
I ain't really give a fuck 'til now, bitch
So I really talk my shit, I might up the clip, uh
I might spin up to yo' spot, I know where you live, huh
I know where you put yo' head at night, you stupid bitch
Yeah, I don't really give no fuck, bitch
Huh, yeah, you the reason that my wrist slit, yeah
[Outro]
(Ex-ex-ex-ex-ex-exclusive)
(Only lame n***as say that shit)