Bitch Please

Who wanna catch dis?

Who wanna catch dis?

Bitch please

You must be smokin' rocks

Real shit for my people

And it just don't

Fucker please

You must be smokin' rocks

Real shit for my people

And it just don't

Drop it like oh yeah

That's so trashy

How low can you go

How dirty can you get nasty fucker

Drag through the dirt

Razor cut that eight millimeter make it hurt

Chain sleaze leather face

Fucker please

You must be smokin' rocks, whip it

Kill it, kill it, kill it, kill it

Hit it, fuck it, feel it, whip it

Burn it, turn it out and kick it to the curb

Shut it down

Forged in the flames

Said it before and I'll say it again

Quasar game maximum vacuum

Rotation spins-s-s-s

Bitch please

You must be smokin' rocks

Real shit for my people

And it just don't

Fucker please

You must be smokin' rocks

Real shit for my people

And it just don't

When shit goes down

I'll be there

With my hand on my gun

And my eyes on the road

Ghost ride on to hell fuck if I care

Who wanna catch my droze

Give a fuck blood I ain't goin' nowhere

Templar night and day

Live and die by the code

Code of the street

How to stay in the zone

How I own and freak it

To the base of the bone

I am the darkness creeping

Through your system

The lash of the whip

Cracking every bitch

Into position

Workin' ya over crashing and burning

In a blackhole blasting out

Your subwoofers are melting

Hear a bitch say why's he yelling

Who wanna catch dis gun

Clap shrapnel off me lip

'Cause blood bath

Bitch please

You must be smokin' rocks

Real shit for my people

And it just don't

Fucker please

You must be smokin' rocks

Real shit for my people

And it just don't

'Cause I run this lick

Like dogtown ripped

That raw shit like none other

Low down dirty shit

Shot off this hip

Death grips, motherfucker

Please

You must be smokin' rocks

Real shit for my people

And it just don't stop

Bitch please