[Intro]
(Angel)
(Slayworld)

[Chorus]
N***a ain't on shit
We getting high to the top floor
He got guap but it ain't shit
Hellcat faster than 10-4
Yea y'all talk, but ain't yo’ bitch
N***a ain't smokin' on rello
Yea y'all talk, but thats my bitch
And her ass, shake like jello
Ride round, DYT with the stick
I think my bitch yellow
And she wanna be my wife, what is dat’?
And she wanna hit me in my tello’
Lets go give that n***a a stitch
She wanna stay in my tello’
Need my money blue, just like stitch
I’m finna play this hoe like a cello
You know my pockets they itch
Wants some money then lets go

[Verse]
The way i'm flying and shit
Lets go pour me up, couple [?] bitch
And she gon gas me up
Bitch cost an arm and a leg
And she gon fuck me up
You gone talk till you dead
And she gon’ shake some
And take one more, straight to his head
And she gon’ show me a lil’ sum
I'm off oxy ain't hear what you said
And my dick hit her tongue
Make more money than ed, edd, and eddy
And my dick hit her gum
Slide on his block n***a, just like a sled
And I can fuck on your mom
XD [?]
Hollow gon’ hit his eye
Choppa go too far (too far woah)
We getting too far (too far woah)
Choppa killin' two lifes (two lifes woah)
Pop at a stop light, lets go
(Slayworld-Slayworld)
This bitch too fine
This bitch ain't mine
We could really recline
Me and the cops finna decline
Boom, boom, boom
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
Boom, boom, boom
Boom, boom, boom, yea, yea