Lyrics

[Verse] (Pe- People) Ay, hype came down with the food Then he brought her friend, nigga, now I got two Bitch, I took a Peter Pan, flyin' off with yo boo Nigga, this a psych ward, I got crazy fiends Shoutout to my heads, Mike Jack and Billie Jean I can mop a nigga up, call me Mr. Clean Man, fuck Trey Songz, call me Susan B. Anthony Bitch, I heard the allegations, you dead to me You can't hop up in this car, nigga, you can't catch heads with me I'll pop a nigga top like a can of beans Man, right or wrong All my heads put me on We ain't talkin' 'bout them G's, then I'm gone Bitch, I came from nothin' like a fuckin' Flintstone Fiend went to sleep when he hit it, call me Julio Jones Fiend went to sleep when he hit it, now he beatin' up my phone Fiend beatin' down on my crackin' ass phone Bitch, I got the fiends on this crackin' ass phone I be servin' all these fiends on this crackin' ass phone Got a swole ass fiend and he look like Mac Jones Bitch, I get the cheese, I get the provolone Pull up, up switchy, fuck what he on Dude ass gassed and I served him Mike Jack Unc took a hit, now he steady comin' back [?] hard, I be switchin' lanes What I got in this car, I'll do a train If a nigga run up on me, I'll blow his brains What?