You ain't have to see your boys, Montcrack, you ain't seen a judge take 20 of your dance legs You ain't at the stab man and avis blood birds back Radin' wants to eat a bit, trapping at the learn that got me that Cartier Mont clave with the fur back, stains at me selling jewelers Carties with a bird strap Chicks call me dud back but I'll mean to hurt em I'm just on my fangs now that beef tings run down But every time I come round, all they did was run round And up up on the YouTube, giving feds blue blues That yeah, it came really burn off And I swear it was involved in that murder