911

Your best bet is 9-1-1

Chances slim like 501s

They think that I'm close to done

You silly bitch, my time just begun

Riding in that yellow Hummer, H2 with them gunners

Smoking like Joe, don't make me stutter

Slidin', sittin' on butter (Slide)

Slingshot your nest

Watch your butterflies flutter (Watch it now)

Screenshot the text, psych, I don't type on them products

I'm the oddest (fuck)

Instead of making problems (no)

I'd rather stalk you from afar

Gettin' off to the fact you don't know I'm watchin'

Dead cold hands wrapped around your neck

I swear they look so good on you

Your lifespan abruptly came to an end

The night that Bones finally found you

(What?) Sesh, bring the noise

Ask your bitch she know your boy

You splurging on fancy toys

Then hurting and no need to lie

I know the truth hurts

So I, give 'em just that

My body is startin' to hurt

From the scene that's on my back

Half and half honored slash embarrassed

Y'all is fuckin' trash

How you say I inspired you?

No, I don't sound like that

No, bitch, you cannot rap

Pussy boy, you need some facts

Airmail 'em to your pad

Sesh radar got you tracked (What?)