Lyrics

[Intro] [Verse 1: Xavier Wulf] If you wanna talk to Führer say excuse me Bitch don't ask me shit cause I ain't no friend of yee I don't gotta talk to nobody But if they talking shit about me, stop the car please Bitch where the fuck you at? Name out your cross streets I say who are you, pick out your coffin These niggas talk so much bitch I mean often Every so often you catch me cleaning blood off my claw fist Me and Hollowsquad is the bosses We gon' take your life insead of losses And bitch I don't do rap I monologue shit Cause you bitches need to know I'm not a target I don't get bothered I'm the one doing bothering I turn his bulletproof vest into a cardigan When I hit a fool I feel my heart again Y'all too retarded man all these rappers still on that faking shit I smoke my biggest blunt while I break a bitch I swing so quick he couldn't finish talking shit Bitch I don't give no fuck and I be loving it I'm spending stupid stacks What the fuck is cash, I buy more weed with that She looked at me and told me, "boy I'm needing that" I looked her right in her face and told her kill yourself Bitch get up out my way boy I don't need no help You niggas see me now See Hollowsquad the fleet and put your head down [Outro] BITCH WHO?!