text: Im feeling good bitch Im feelin great
  I smoke a blunt and try to get away
  I finna fuck she finna date
  She always in my fuckin face
  Im sick of all the chicken talkin
  These bitches stalkin
  Ill put that pussy in a coffin
  That ass get lost in
  She hit me up too very often
  I guess Im saucin
  I fuck you every other weekend
  What else you want bitch?
  I been postin up and thinkin bout my ways
  Hatineverything Im drinkin, smokin in a haze
  But then I scope a bitch eyein me across the way
  A devil lovin chica with some tats up on her legs
  She started kreeping with me sittin low up in the key
  Sippin Hennessy and brass monkey black streets
  Not a thang on our brain but whats next we gon eat
  I showed her to the bottom of the dungeon and she dont wanna leave