02.02.99 That Mexican OT

[Intro]
(Skelz, oh my God)

[Chorus]
Can't nobody tell me shit 'cause I got cutters, motherfucker
Bitch, I'm Virgil 'til I die, no, I can't be nobody other
Told my chopper that the only thing we got is just each other
I'm the type that need the walls up when they bowlin' 'cause I'm gutter (Uh-huh, uh-huh)

[Verse 1]
I ain't fucked your sister, bitch, I'm just a motherfucker
Nah, I'm lyin', I knocked her ass down too and we got in lots of trouble (Ugh)
"Fuck Mexican OT and fuck his raps, he just a bitch"
Ho, I'm Virgil 'til I die, and, oh, yes, sir, I'm with the shits (Fah, fah, fah, fah)
On 288, swingin' elbows like I'm in the UFC
My chopper got a mind of its own, so if it shoot, it ain't on me
I stay after F because I'm a G
Bad bitch with me, she stay on fleek
Miami Heat, up and shoot, shoot a three
Call my chopper Kick because it knock out a knee
Yes, bitch, I'm cutthroat, no love, ho
We gon' get 'em done, foe
Hop out with these sticks, I told my tío, "Let that mug blow"
Mismatch my designer, got me feelin' like I'm Lud Foe
If the bitch can't afford my watch, then I ain't got time for an itty-bitty broke ho (Uh-huh, uh-huh)