text: I put one in that chamber, lay you in the face of God
  Know to be-face the fake fuck, aight
  Fuck is a feelin God, level Im, feelin odd
  Fairily Beverly Hill, Westside
  Bitch, Im drillin your neighbor daughter at Best Buy
  If I hit up your jack, then nigga, you best slide
  If you totin that pistol, nigga, you best ride
  If you shoot that shit at me, nigga, I best die
  Cause Im a muhfuckin narcissist
  Trippin, you catch a clip, bitchin you not equipped with that
  Pussy boy, don’t be talkin shit
  Or you can meet this AK-47, it got kick back
  Cause I’m a muhfuckin martian, in the heart of a moshpit
  Put that boy in a coffin, cause the way that he talkin’
  Pussy boy, don’t be gawkin, I ain’t doin no barkin
  Ima let that shit rip, leave his ass in the parkin
  Fuckboy, dont test me
  Fuckboy, dont test me
  Fuckboy, dont test me
  Fuckboy, dont test, boy, dont test
  Boy, dont test, boy, dont test
  Boy, dont test, boy, dont test, boy, dont
  Ayy, yeah, ayy
  Fuckboy, dont test me
  Fuckboy, dont test me
  Fuckboy, dont test me
  Fuckboy, dont test, boy, dont test
  Boy, dont test, boy, dont test
  Boy, dont test, boy, dont test, boy, dont
  Ayy, yeah, ayy