Like thank you, ayy, I ain't falling for that
Icky Vicky on my side, I'm thinking of calling her back (ah, ah)
My shiny blade and me
I take your life before you get the chance to change on me (ah, ah)
I don't know the streets, but I know what the woods like
Bust a pack and hit the light until you hit the woods right
Goodnight, let 'em ride, dead man, to the top
Ain't nobody ever step unless you really wanna get (ah)
No, you ain't my opposition, boy, we ain't a competition
BONES fresh up out the kitchen like the remix to Ignition
Clones acting like some bitches, love to me is so addictive
We can not be more different, bitch, you built dance trippin'
Blade drop on 'em, my top on 'em
Lil' boy, don't make me start (start)
Your team looking like difficult
That bitch just fell apart
I stay on 'em, I pay on 'em
I'm outside and I'ma wait on 'em
I see him and he hurt me
No time to waste, I put the blade on him
Stuntin' is a habit (yuh, yuh)
Have you ever seen a hearse with the butterfly doors?
Stuntin' is a habit (yuh, yuh)
Have you ever seen a hearse with a pimp like me? (Yuh, what? What?)
