Dat Beethoven Vivace

Why are you sleeping?

White bitch goin' dumb
Swallow up the meat
Lil’ bitch ain't leave a crumb
Money fall out when I run
Nigga made me mad
Hit em with a honey bun

This shit got me dancin', glancin’
Sword on my hip like I'm lancing
Itty bitty bih, don't know I'm Marilyn Manson
Prancin, got too much space in my mansion
Damn
Like what?
Mr. Fuck up some shit, cause you know I'm gonna

Getting real mad up on this beat, uh
V.I.V., no A.C.E. like
And these niggas can't fuck with me, dial down, take it back
Ain't no dog in ya-, uh
Damn I'm big just like Shaq

And you know I cannot ball on the court
On my back, now you know I’m in my bag
Damn, uh, check my bag, got racks in it
And I fuck on yo bitch, gave her laxatives
Damn, man fuck Uncle Sam
Catch you in the streets and you know I’m gon' blam