[Intro:]
****** is gossipin' across the city,
They don't know why Gin & 'em ain't comin' to get me
So I hit the block and do about sixty,
And I put my glocks' to 'dem like blaow, blaow, blaow
[Verse 1:]
I'm fin to get on this TV and put **** down,
I ain't fin to let these light skin ****** come back in style
I'm fin to turn this class clown **** to crazy
They told my mamma I was bipolar