Riding In The Car With Your Thot

It's Mr. Kill Yourself Mr. Kill Everyone One on one Get the knuckles son Dick between your legs you run Riding in the cop car Riots we gon pop off Rolling I got lock jaw Scooped your bitch up just to get topped off Dropped off On your Porch Taking shorts Kissing her you taste my nut Nigga what? I don't give a f*ck I'm a nasty nigga, what? Think I give a f*ck about a slut? Geno out the cut They love to watch me strut Better buss down Pass it to me, touchdown Fuckin' clown Yeah, you know I run the town All around Run amok up in this place Get the f*ck up with the pace, bitch I'm still beating down the block Cuz you want what I got If you wanna make it hot Im'a make it pop and lock Watch your body drop Hang your body up like you a prop F*ck the feds and f*ck the cops Geno stay chasing them knots I don't f*ck with all these thots Get the f*ck up out my face I don't need to catch a case Not tomorrow Not today I don't struggle with the weight Driving down the interstate Everyone can advocate No denying I'm getting paid, Ho