Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A

Intro:
Hold up! Wait up! Tell a n*gga to shut up, (Tell him)/// Cause dis songs about to go off, (go off)/// So when im in your wife ill be turnt up/// Skrt, Skrt, Skrt, Skrt, Skrtttttt!

Verse 1:
Shoot dat n***a in da face,/// Since he be talking about his drop top. Ey/// All the while catching a case/// Than f*ck his b***h and take her top of Skrt, Skrt/// And I don't give two shits cause she be 
looking like a thot,  thot  (thot, thot)/// So u betta remember dis shit if ya don't wanna get pop poped.../// Twenty Million for my Coup/// So you niggaz ain't gonna doup me/// An if ya try to I might just have to foul ya/// ayyy!
              Uh, yuh, yuh, Yuh, Yuh!
All thanks to the fact that this songs just about to go off (go off)!/// So catch me, arrest me/// You can't attest me/// Doin 180 on the highway/// I might just have to say bye bae!/// So get the f*ck off of me before I hit Khamiyae, (f*ck off)/// Cause nah Lil B, you can't defeat me/// i'll be getting some good ass weed deals, Skrt! Skrt! Skrt!