[Intro:]
I'm on some shit (shit)...watch what you do (do)...
Who ya do it with (with)...who ya do it to (to)...
I'm on some shit (shit)...watch what you do (do)...
Who ya... (yo...dNA)
[Verse 1:]
Yooo
I don't give a fuck what you think of me
What you think of my life, bitch
What you think about what I think about?
*Chik-chik-a-POW* - takin your life, bitch
Flicker like a lightswitch, oh...
Giving me the evil eye
Watchin me to see if I even try
Big Brother with the eagle eye
CCTV on live, everybody tryna read between my lines
Compromised police read me my rights
See me as guilty 'fore I'm even tried
Now, my big homie, that's Judge Mahoney
She throws me in jail for like nuthin
I guess a break-and-enter ain't nuthin, but still
It ain't like I'm violent, hijacking pilots
You could track the mileage, I'm real (real)
Tryna think what I did to attract the vilest
I'm Baskin-Robbins, I'm chill (chill)
What the fuck's your problem, no fucks to give
Unless you brought a condom I'll fill (fill)
All these first-class citizens
Goin' on about fittin' in
Only thing I care about fittin' in is a Large or XL (L)
I got some shit I wanna run past these fools
And I'm on my peaceful P's and Q's
Until you light up my fuse, so, y'know...
Two-zero-one-oh, moved back for the summer
Lookin' like someone from "Gummo"
A son of a son-of-a-bitch
With a gun in your ribs, you just dunno...
...what up, fuck-o?
I'm on some shit (shit)...watch what you do (do)...
Who ya do it with (with)...who ya do it to (to)...
I'm on some shit (shit)...watch what you do (do)...
Who ya... (yo...dNA)
[Verse 1:]
Yooo
I don't give a fuck what you think of me
What you think of my life, bitch
What you think about what I think about?
*Chik-chik-a-POW* - takin your life, bitch
Flicker like a lightswitch, oh...
Giving me the evil eye
Watchin me to see if I even try
Big Brother with the eagle eye
CCTV on live, everybody tryna read between my lines
Compromised police read me my rights
See me as guilty 'fore I'm even tried
Now, my big homie, that's Judge Mahoney
She throws me in jail for like nuthin
I guess a break-and-enter ain't nuthin, but still
It ain't like I'm violent, hijacking pilots
You could track the mileage, I'm real (real)
Tryna think what I did to attract the vilest
I'm Baskin-Robbins, I'm chill (chill)
What the fuck's your problem, no fucks to give
Unless you brought a condom I'll fill (fill)
All these first-class citizens
Goin' on about fittin' in
Only thing I care about fittin' in is a Large or XL (L)
I got some shit I wanna run past these fools
And I'm on my peaceful P's and Q's
Until you light up my fuse, so, y'know...
Two-zero-one-oh, moved back for the summer
Lookin' like someone from "Gummo"
A son of a son-of-a-bitch
With a gun in your ribs, you just dunno...
...what up, fuck-o?
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