Bitch Please 2 WNN

[verse]
I'm a disorder, don't step up to me or i'll destroy ya, i told ya, everything i touch turns to gold yeah, i'll throw ya, i'm like a hurricane going through Florida, before us, shit was feeling empty like your order, i ride this, all the fucking haters they won't like this, i might just, pull on the scene and crush the mic bitch, you like this? better or your shit might get real violent, 'cause WNN blowing your shit up just like Isis
Wait a minute not y'all again, you lame ass haters again, who hated back then, and now you wanna jump on the trend, and say you're a friend, i can't believe the way we're growing just like vines on a fence
I like, being the boss, and counting the cost, keeping it old, school of menage, the children in charge, doc on the move, doc on the move, spitting these bars, the flavor at large, i'm in a car, taking a trip to mars, ya!