2 whom it may concern

Well then get your shit together, get it all together, and put it in a backpack, all your shit, so it's together And if you gotta take it somewhere, take it somewhere, you know? Take it to the shit store and sell it Or put it in a shit museum, I don't care what you do, you just gotta get it together Have you ever seen a headass nigga grow a nose? Titanic sinking, acting like no one knows Left her crying when she found out how he really chose. The heat is so hot that he started taking off her clothes Freaky leaf, the one that clean and lick my toes. Sexy chick, the one that love to watch my shows Always with me, never got time for the bros. Undercover Mack and keep it on the low I'll find your girl, I'll tip off nigga, hasta luego. The fire department constantly complaining about the fuego I don't give a f*ck, I'm blasting Jacka on the stereo. I'm from the era, nickaTina, not that JBo I brush my teeth, I think about the early bird special. Remembering my brother playing Twisted Metal Early morning, martha bros for the bagel. Got me vibing, writing songs, conversation with the devil Wolfs and crafts, said she'd rather grab a rebel. Trying to bargain, trying to argue, trying to settle The boy a liar about to call his dad geppetto. Picture perfect, better catch me at an angle I whisper in her ear, I tell her what she wanna hear. She's the bitch of the year I whisper in her ear, I tell her what she wanna hear. She's the bitch of the year Freestyling through the city, smoking on a pound. Fucking on your bitch, best believe we round for round She laying(she's laying)on my bed, she telling me she falling down. Nieces touching elbows from the walls to the ground Got her feeling lonely every time I'm not around. Got her feeling so good, best believe she wear the crown Telling stories about she lost, but now she found. Pussy dripping wet, I think I'm about to drown Losing track of time, sunset till sundown. Pictures of the milk carton, says she's not around Matter of fact, bro, go and check the lost and found. Smoking on exotic grapes, talking about your bitch is great inside your girl, when you text her, you was running late. I whisper in her ear, I tell her what she wanna hear She's the bitch of the year Well then get your shit together. Get it all together and put it in a backpack. All your shit, so it's together And if you gotta take it somewhere, take it somewhere, you know? Take it to the shit store and sell it Or put it in a shit museum, I don't care what you do. Just gotta get it together You