[Intro: Sample and Spoken Word]
In the-
In the eye
Wait for that one
Twenty five was our price
In the eye
A single fuuuuck, bitch
Slinging rock
In the eye
[?]
No
In the-
We don't give a fuck
Coming out the River [?]
In the-
Not a single fuck, biatch
In the eye
Who are we?
Everything y'all not, biatch
IPhone notification sound effect
Ay!
In the eye
I got a text message
Killing everybody for money
In-
Fucking freaks!
Everything in bеtween, biatch
In the eye
[Verse 1]
I'm watching, on thе sideline like Robin
I told them, "Lemme get the hostage"
They told me, "Batman runs Gotham"
But I'm Rockwood, I don't do options
Either my way or the highway in your Datsun
Tried running but I caught them
Lit a match in the gas tank when they wasn't watching
(Now they're dead)
And I feel no sympathy for those n***as, I got the last laugh in
This is what happens, when everybody directing and ain't no fucking acting
Too many thieves, not enough police
Got a million Scott Halls and no Wall Streets
I make my own rules, motherfuck these streets
So you kill my cousin, I'ma fuck your niece, bitch
(Pussy play pussy and get fucked bitch!)
I play pussy like pussy get nut
And kick pussy out the house like what
I don't give one single shit 'bout any other n***a ain't in my clique
Caught a white dude going down the strip (gunshot)
(That's for slavery, bitch)
Cause we don't believe in your Greek philoso-
Fiends got me in debt with hostiles
Twenty five cent coupons from Costco
Welfare checks on deck, what up though?
Rich kids brag cause they ain't got to
Worry about rent or the loans from car notes
I wish I was dead but I can't afford to
Bury myself 'cause that coffin cost you
So fuck out my face with that gospel
They lied, anything ain't possible
Tell mom to pay my rent and I swear on her son
I'll survive off of Twinkie's and popsicles
Uhuhhuhuhhhhh
[Bridge]
Sex ain't nothing if you can't fit in my ride
Sex ain't nothing if you can't fit in my ride
Sex ain't nothing if you can't fit in my ride
Sex ain't nothing if you can't fit in my ride
Oh, mama, I want that stripper
To meet in the morning, take me out the dawning
No, oh baby, I want to tip her
No, oh no

[Verse 2]
What you CACs know about EBTs and VCRs in '03
I met a bitch and told her fuck me on the lowkey
I stuck her up and gave my mama all the proceeds
Cause you don't want it with me, white girl
I'ma take you down through there, shit you never knew there
Everybody wanna be Black, until they get that first ticket
And then they never come back, well that's cool
I'm going to the gym in the summer time
Stealing all the weights and throwing them at the stop signs
These white kids don't want that harsh life
They said "What you wanna be n***a?" I said, "Posh Spice!"
Five years there, looking for a remedy
Gimme one shot like the driver did Kennedy
I'm Al Snow with a stripper pole
Now take a look up in the sky, a pale horse behold!