[Hook (x2)] Bitch, I fucking love when I see that body drop Bob to the knock 'til my heart beat stop Stomp on the stage 'til the fuckin earth shake Headbang to the bass 'til my kneck bones break Bitch, I'll throw down 'til my line go flat And If you hit my line, know I might call back If I got time and yo ass ain't wack I've been tryna get my damn life on track
[Verse 1] I've been drinking vodka out of snapple with the glass I been cutting ties with my friends from the past I've been sipping wine out of solo cups So roll those up Motherfucker, let's chill Live a life like mine, got time to kill I don't give a fuck about no record deal I don't give a fuck about no promotion See me moving in slow motion I don't really feel much emotion I don't really see no commotion G checking online, that's L-A-M-E 4 letters that seperate us I cannot associate, please stay away Bitch, you don't know a thing about me Fakes don't fuck with me, they fuck with who fuck with me Don't fuck with who fuck with me But trust me, that's something I think we've begun to see Don't fuck with who fuck with me, fuck with who fuck with me