Walked in, what the fuck is up you Pop Tart Pop a handle on your head in the fucking Walmart In the function with your bitch cause my pockets Paul Blart Posted up in her guts she let me tear it all apart No I'm not a rockstar, I'm not an artist I'm just a SoundCloud jit making garbage You and your boys ultra soft no Charmin Pull up, squad wipe, smoke em down like a cartridge Fuck boy pay respect Talking shit I'll beat ya to the ground like police men Your girl's steady playing with my jock like recess Hating on me from the fucking corner you're a reject I heard you talking shit bout me, talking that horseshit I'll bash your head with a fucking handle of Morgan's I got your bitch coming round me coming in orbit Get in her guts cause i feel like going exploring I heard you talking shit bout me, talking that horseshit I'll bash your head with a fucking handle of Morgan's I got your bitch coming round me coming in orbit Get in her guts yea i feel like going exploring I heard you talking shit bout me, talking that horseshit I'll bash your head with a fucking handle of Morgan's I got your bitch coming round me coming in orbit Get in her guts yea i feel like going exploring