Psycho Pass

I'm comin' through the front, I ain't worried 'bout shit

Tryin' to harm me, I leave his ass like a tip

I'ma tell you now, I'ma twist him like a hip

Then smoke a blunt by my motherfuckin' self

I don't give a fuck 'bout none of you here

Bitch, I only rap just to let you **** hear

And when we do a show your fanbase disappear

Bitch, I ain't lyin', let me keep it sincere

Bitch, since when could you turn up over here?

Bitch, hit the road like a motherfuckin' deer

Get hit, too, shit, bitch, might as well

I don't even talk, all a hoe do is tell

I'm standin' on a boat finna set the damn sail

I burn incense 'cause my brain like the smell

She get a whiff and thought that it was a spell

I ain't say come but she at the hotel

Fuck a **** mean, me and my **** don't be fuckin' wit' ****

We give no fuck 'bout none of you ****

Or whoever wit' you

I pull up to my **** then he'll spark

Blunts already rolled, what the fuck a **** thought?

East Memphis street still burnin' damn hot

Police might as well live up on the damn clock

That's why I stay in the goddamn house

On the damn couch while I eat takeout

Text T.A. when the weed run out

Call T-Bo when we finna swerve out

I be on the beach feelin' like bird now

Smokin' on a ounce on the roof of the house

Master Roshi tried to kick a **** out

'Cause I had a sack I ain't tell his ass about

Bitch, you fuckin' know what the fuck that we about

Hollow Squad blunts don't ever fade out, bitch