There my bad man link for it, sneak in niggas, you ain't affair.

Go home, nig', best knock us neat, and you bitch will be in the band
Call that bitch, meant the brand, that's 'cause hard names melt the
brand.
What's the hard need won't if you don't? I said, than I'm gonna lent
my brake.
Shot myself in the leg, look down at it then it bled.
I didn't need that piece so I cut it off and threw it in the shed
Yes, I got five mighters on my hand, bitch, I'm no kid the friend.
Two, girl, but I got a rule, girl, that I go through you bitch when I
do you
I'm gonna leave you next time I see ya, I will act like I never knew
ya
Call from cuba back to the future, then I scuba dive in aruba
With two losers bitch I'm cooler, Jarren Benton, a ruler.
You're stuck in a piece like Luda, bitch, I'm about my good up
Yes, I fuck that hoes and we get ice cream on some brusters.
Bitch, I'm stuck in this small and I might just rip your spine now.
Grown up as same dope and fucked up Amy Winehouse.
I'm out, sike back in, mac ten, I make you do a fucking back spin