[Intro: Mason Dane]
(Yo, you fuckin' with this [?])
Yeah
[Chorus: Mason Dane]
Hoppin’ out the Benz isn’t somethin’ that I’m used to
Man, I could still get used to it (Used to it)
I could do it all myself but I prefer when you do it
Girl, put that thing to use (Do it)
Man, I can’t fuck with loose screws, give a fuck what you do
Been lately with this weird bitch, she like doin’ voodoo
She always make a scene but I don’t do no Hoodoo Gurus
Soon as I drop, huh (You lose)
[Verse 1: Mason Dane]
Too much heat up in the kitchen, man, I can’t stand your bitchin’
Why they so full of shit? Losin’ their religion
Ain’t had the pot the piss in, now, I got the vision
(Know that I made that decision)
Why they always tryna come for me? It’s perfect
Your best shit doesn’t even touch my worst shit (Facts)
I don’t care if you got twenty other versions
Just hit me if you need someone to write your verses
Man, I’m too sick of ‘em (Sick)
I hit these bullies in the nose, I take my pick at ‘em (Pick)
It took two years to really grow but now I’m big as they come
But don’t go thinkin’ I’m done, you know I’m still on the run (C’mon)
(Yo, you fuckin' with this [?])
Yeah
[Chorus: Mason Dane]
Hoppin’ out the Benz isn’t somethin’ that I’m used to
Man, I could still get used to it (Used to it)
I could do it all myself but I prefer when you do it
Girl, put that thing to use (Do it)
Man, I can’t fuck with loose screws, give a fuck what you do
Been lately with this weird bitch, she like doin’ voodoo
She always make a scene but I don’t do no Hoodoo Gurus
Soon as I drop, huh (You lose)
[Verse 1: Mason Dane]
Too much heat up in the kitchen, man, I can’t stand your bitchin’
Why they so full of shit? Losin’ their religion
Ain’t had the pot the piss in, now, I got the vision
(Know that I made that decision)
Why they always tryna come for me? It’s perfect
Your best shit doesn’t even touch my worst shit (Facts)
I don’t care if you got twenty other versions
Just hit me if you need someone to write your verses
Man, I’m too sick of ‘em (Sick)
I hit these bullies in the nose, I take my pick at ‘em (Pick)
It took two years to really grow but now I’m big as they come
But don’t go thinkin’ I’m done, you know I’m still on the run (C’mon)
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