Osama bin-Laden, my bro
No, I can't wife me a ho
Chill with my brother, my twizz, my bro
Big body stizz, or the Benz, or the big body Lamb', boy, that ♥♥♥♥♥ 'bout to (brrt)
Yeah, I just pulled up like a yankee
In London might shank you, the ♥♥♥♥♥ 'bout to (brrt)
Yeah, I'm 'bout to slice you, I'm 'bout to dice you, it's not nice yeah
Put you inside of a bag, then fill it with rice, set it alight
I just went doubled my money, then I ♥♥♥♥♥♥ it up again, made it go thrice
Yeah, I ain't even roll with nobody at all, so stop callin' my phone, no advice
All of my diamonds, they smackin' the ♥♥♥♥ out of you like the ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥' lights
All of y'all really been buggin' me, yeah, like some ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥' lice
Me and my twizzies insane, we are not nice
Your thottie gon' give me the brain, she ♥♥♥♥ it all night