I let it bang, let you hang, catch a motherfucking fuckin cap
I let it rain, on these bitches that be grindin on my lap
I'm 17 with an attitude, put me on the map
I swear to god i'll tear it up like i'm London on the track
I let it bang, let you hang, catch a motherfucking fuckin cap
I let it rain, on these bitches that be grindin on my lap
I'm 17 with an attitude, put me on the map
I swear to god i'll tear it up like i'm london on the track
Try to stop me, get stepped on
You motherfuckers are slept on
You feelin bad? Need a pep talk
Outline yo dead body w chalk
I hate the way that you walk
I hate the way that you breathe
I might jus kick in your teeth
The way you lookin at me
It got me feelin malicious, you know that i'm bout my buisness
You know my niggas is vicious, we know you actin suspicious
An you gon meet the clip, you gon need to dip, crash yo mother fuckin whip on the way out of your crib
What got you shook? What got you worried
We see that you in a hurry
What you runnin for
What you been gunnin for
You aint got no-one to feed, you aint got no fuckin needs
Got yo girl upon my D, she live to please a fuckin king
Take a step in my brain, you couldn't handle my pain
I'll show you that i'm insane. Now holup let me explain
I'm talkin killin my ex's, im memorizin addresses
I'm stackin up on defenses. I'm boutta catch me a sentance
I'm fuckin honing my senses. Take fuckin lines off my dresser
They say that i'm an aggressor, and what you do to impress her
I do asleep. Try to copy me cause you a sheep
Wishin you could ride upon my wave
Like you on my level
Bitch i'm workin for the devil
These thoughts are plaguing my mind
I'm shakin and fuckin cryin
I'm fuckin breaking inside
I wish i could fuckin die
You wouldn't last up inside
Don't act like its a suprise
You overwhelmed by your pride
I'll stab you in the neck but still cry every night
I got these scars upon my legs from fuckin playin wit knifes
A constant state of dissaray i'm stayin up every night
I'm countin down until the days i take my own fuckin life
I'm sayin stay out my lane, you better take my advice
Cause i'm just sayin it once, and i aint sayin it twice
I'll sell your soul to anybody who can lay down a price
I'm layin in my bed slurpin on these noodles an rice
Cause i relapsed again, hit japan countin yen
Stack my bread, crash a benz
Never cared what they said
Bitch i'm 17. and i'm hella mean
Stack n' countin green. Catch me on the screen (bitch... i think thats good)