[Intro]
(Hey Lazy)
(Cyfal) Yeah, ayy, ayy
[Chorus]
Give a fuck 'bout a bitch, give a fuck 'bout a thot
And I'm makin' it sure if that boy wanna talk (Ha-ha)
Bitch I'm on the block, servin' opps, see the drop
And I know where you stay, so I'm catchin' a drop
Bitch I'm in the trap, pour the Wock in the drop
We talkin' 'bout guap, then I got a lot
If we talkin' 'bout opps, then I got a lot
But no, it don't matter 'cause I keep a Glock
I'ma split him like matter and now he a bomb
Like go wit' an ass and they call me the bomb
And she callin' me out, and she sayin' like a bomb
And I'm blowin' up, bitch I feel like a bomb
And bitch, I gotta talk, so you know what I'm on
And my bullets, they shot, call me Lazy Saddam
Had to land with a chart 'cause I came with the guap
Bitch it's uppin' the stat, no he not finna talk
And I stay with the pipe, leavе him white like some chalk
Shе gon' ride like a bike, I know shawty a bot
No, I'm not finna Tike 'cause I'm pullin' up
He get lit like a light, uh, click (Fah!)
I'm on the block, slide outside with the glick
Bitch talk shit, and I'm gettin' them hit
Ride wit' a stick and I spit in this pit
Oh, he not dead, and we spinnin' again
[Verse]
I keep my heat hard, that boy a retard
And that boy a Pop-Tart, my niggas pop tarts
Bitch I'm in the trap with the strap with Paul Blart
And I got the MAC on my back, so don't act hard
And I got the racks and bitch ass and the Wockhardt
And bitch, I put the shot to his cap if he talk hard
And bitch, I got the Glock, I want him to pop off
I slide in the drop and I wan' take his top off (Skrrt)
Walk down, run down, I feel like Jason
I got the thirty round, then I will spray it
If that nigga play around, cut off his head
And they gave me the run around, now that boy dead
Shawty talkin' that raw raw, talkin' all hot
So I had to sit her down just like a dog
And then I just dick her down, bitch I'm a dog
And then I'm gon' walk around just like a dog
Like bitch, I'm a spark 'cause I got the pump
And you can get popped just like a bump
Like pass me the rock 'cause I want the bump
And bitch, I'm on the block and I'm servin' the crunch
I'm comin' in first, no not second
Got a three round breast since I'm not with the reckoning
And if he tryna press, get him wet like a beverage
Got a check on my hip, it's gon' kick him like Tekken
[Chorus]
Give a fuck 'bout a bitch, give a fuck 'bout a thot
And I'm makin' it sure if that boy wanna talk
Bitch I'm on the block, servin' opps, see the drop
And I know where you stay, so I'm catchin' a drop
Bitch I'm in the trap, pour the Wock in the drop
We talkin' 'bout guap, then I got a lot
If we talkin' 'bout opps, then I got a lot
But no, it don't matter 'cause I keep a Glock
I'ma split him like matter and now he a bomb
Like go wit' an ass and they call me the bomb
And she callin' me out, and she sayin' like a bomb
And I'm blowin' up, bitch I feel like a bomb
And bitch, I gotta talk, so you know what I'm on
And my bullets, they shot, call me Lazy Saddam
Had to land with a chart 'cause I came with the guap
Bitch it's uppin' the stat, no he not finna talk
And I stay with the pipe, leave him white like some chalk
She gon' ride like a bike, I know shawty a bot
No, I'm not finna Tike 'cause I'm pullin' up
He get lit like a light, uh, click (Fah!)
I'm on the block, slide outside with the glick
Bitch talk shit, and I'm gettin' them hit
Ride wit' a stick and I spit in this pit
Oh, he not dead, and we spinnin' again (Ha)
