Chorus：
Get off me
But I on you all day
Get off me
I don think you wanna play
Verse 1:
You wanna rush me
You cant touch me trust me
Cause you way too dusty and rusty and musty
Just hold this shop up Ima make you pop up and lock up
Betta tell your friend to hold your jock up
You back up
You back up I? ready so sit down or go to your room
It ain nothing
A watch out boom
Call me the hitman cause Il make you
Wanna call time out
Then Il make your mom cry out
When I take your whole spine out
Then watch me take ya
And fake ya
And shake ya
And break ya
And send you on home to your maker
You should give up now for talking **** like that
Brother your nothing, your garbage better watch your back
(Chorus)
Verse 2:
OK now it the pastor jookin m
Showin my moves
Up in that 2000 Excursion riding on 22
I hear the boo
But boo just get me more crunk
DSGB forever
We riding on punks
I thunk oh did I say thunk I meant thank
I think Il take the bleezo and another cup to drank
You ain but you can pretend to be homie
I stiff arming this busters just as soon as
They got on me
(Chorus)