I’ll put one in that chamber, lay you in the face of God
Nobody face the fake fuck, aight?
Fuck is a feeling God, level up, feeling odd
Feel very Beverly Hill, Westside
Bitch, I'm drilling your neighbor daughter at Best Buy
If I hit up your daddy, nigga, you best slide
If you toting that pistol, nigga, you best ride
If you shoot that shit at me, nigga, I best die
'Cause I'm a muh'fucking narcissist
Tripping, you catch a fit, bitch, and you not equipped with that
Pussy boy, don’t be talking shit
Or you can meet this AK-47, it got kick back
'Cause I’m a muhfucking martian, in the heart of a moshpit
Put that boy in a coffin, 'cause the way that he talkin’
Pussy boy, don’t be gawking, I ain’t doing no barking
I'ma let that shit rip, leave his ass in the parking
Fuckboy, don't test me
Fuckboy, don't test me
Fuckboy, don't test me
Fuckboy, don't test, boy, don't test
Boy, don't test, boy, don't test
Boy, don't test, boy, don't test, boy, don't
Ayy, yeah, ayy
Fuckboy, don't test me
Fuckboy, don't test me
Fuckboy, don't test me
Fuckboy, don't test, boy, don't test
Boy, don't test, boy, don't test
Boy, don't test, boy, don't test, boy, don't
Ayy, yeah, ayy
