Ego
I might spaz out
I mix the Percocet up with the Xanax
I might black out
I told yo bitch better take off her panties
Blow her back out
Talkin' bout money lil bitch I got plenty
I'ma cash out
Broke boy better back down
Ex bitch trippin', told her chill the fuck out
She told me that she don't think we gon' work out
When you get a new man I'll pull up to his house and I'm pointing this gun at his mufuckin' mouth
Ahhh
Ain't that shitty
Nah
I don't even got no pity
Bitch I don't wanna be friendly
I heard you mad that I'm pretty
But I ain't trippin', that 45 rippin' his face
I got a 45 tucked in my waist
Yeah bitch the pole hot
Turn you to a pork chop
Put ya dumbass on a goddamn plate
And that bitch gon' give me some brain
Lil bitch I'm high as a crane
She wanted me for the fame
Run this shit up, Usain
Okay like whoah
I got the coke in my nose
Cameras flashin' hit a post
I am the best I suppose
I am the best I know
Ex bitch said I got a ego
She gon' really see that shit on the day I blow
Yeah bitch I know that I'm evil
I'ma send yo ass to Diablo
(Straight to Hell)
To Diablo
(Straight to Hell)
To Diablo
(Straight to Hell)
To Diablo
(Straight to Hell)
To Diablo
(Straight to Hell)
To Diablo
(Straight to Hell)
To Diablo
(Straight to Hell)
To Diablo
(Straight to Hell)
I might spaz out
I mix the Percocet up with the Xanax
I might black out
I told yo bitch better take off her panties
Blow her back out
Talkin' bout money lil bitch I got plenty
I'ma cash out
Broke boy better back down
Ex bitch trippin', told her chill the fuck out
She told me that she don't think we gon' work out
When you get a new man I'll pull up to his house and I'm pointing this gun at his mufuckin' mouth
Ahhh
Ain't that shitty
Nah
I don't even got no pity
Bitch I don't wanna be friendly
I heard you mad that I'm pretty
I mix the Percocet up with the Xanax
I might black out
I told yo bitch better take off her panties
Blow her back out
Talkin' bout money lil bitch I got plenty
I'ma cash out
Broke boy better back down
Ex bitch trippin', told her chill the fuck out
She told me that she don't think we gon' work out
When you get a new man I'll pull up to his house and I'm pointing this gun at his mufuckin' mouth
Ahhh
Ain't that shitty
Nah
I don't even got no pity
Bitch I don't wanna be friendly
I heard you mad that I'm pretty
But I ain't trippin', that 45 rippin' his face
I got a 45 tucked in my waist
Yeah bitch the pole hot
Turn you to a pork chop
Put ya dumbass on a goddamn plate
And that bitch gon' give me some brain
Lil bitch I'm high as a crane
She wanted me for the fame
Run this shit up, Usain
Okay like whoah
I got the coke in my nose
Cameras flashin' hit a post
I am the best I suppose
I am the best I know
Ex bitch said I got a ego
She gon' really see that shit on the day I blow
Yeah bitch I know that I'm evil
I'ma send yo ass to Diablo
(Straight to Hell)
To Diablo
(Straight to Hell)
To Diablo
(Straight to Hell)
To Diablo
(Straight to Hell)
To Diablo
(Straight to Hell)
To Diablo
(Straight to Hell)
To Diablo
(Straight to Hell)
To Diablo
(Straight to Hell)
I might spaz out
I mix the Percocet up with the Xanax
I might black out
I told yo bitch better take off her panties
Blow her back out
Talkin' bout money lil bitch I got plenty
I'ma cash out
Broke boy better back down
Ex bitch trippin', told her chill the fuck out
She told me that she don't think we gon' work out
When you get a new man I'll pull up to his house and I'm pointing this gun at his mufuckin' mouth
Ahhh
Ain't that shitty
Nah
I don't even got no pity
Bitch I don't wanna be friendly
I heard you mad that I'm pretty
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Writer(s): Brady Cater
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