Mr. Frankenstein, or Victor Frankenstein, I'm Dr. Frankenstein, I'm out here saving lives. Ego by my side, that's right, I made you slime, Tyler create you guys, nevermind. I bet you hate that line, that's deaf to everybody, in my class no columbine, pay me in decimals. Comma signs, dollar signs, baby, pay me no mind, cause I'm out of mind, these niggas out of line. Iced out pendant, Jesus, Iced out cross, missed out on church last weekend, Iced to his chin, now them charges pending. Know that I'ma send low forgivers, I'ma go to church next Christmas, I remember that, that Thanksgiving. When we was eating church's chickens, now ain't that something, it made me who I am, I don't take back ***, bitch. So ungrateful, remember who raised you, don't bite the hand that feed you, be the same hand that pays you. So ungrateful, I'ma make these boys act thankful, it's like they forget that they need you, most of these hoes are faithful. So ungrateful, don't remember who raised you, don't bit the hand that feeds you, be the hand that pays you, bitch. so ungrateful, I'ma make these boys act thankful, it's like they forget that they need you, most of these hoes are faithful. so ungrateful, I'ma make these boys act thankful, it's like they forget that they need you, most of these hoes are faithful. Where the *** you been? Where the *** you been? Came to *** up ***, in the club again. Where the *** you been? Where the *** you been? Shut the *** up, nigga, way too tight again. I'm in the mosh pit, fittin' to bust some ***. I'm in the mosh pit, fittin' to bust some ***. In the mosh pit, I'm fittin' to *** up ***. Bloody nose, busted lip, boy, I love this ***. Oof, got my boobs, got it laced, *** up out my face. Oof, lost, got it false, I'ma floss, no wait, false. Yeah, that's water, boy, call me the water, boy. Like Bobby's shoes, say, text, spray, like, *** my mama, mama say. Floor the boy, you better call the law, they got a stereo phone, couple, will you sold a boy? Now I'm in my bag, can't fake it, my past, focus on my past, they gon' feel my rap, please don't touch my, please don't touch my, ***, can't collect my thoughts, can't collect my debt, oh, what I done is what I'm forced to resort to, *** you, expect. I'm in the mosh pit, fittin' to bust some ***. I'm in the mosh pit, fittin' to bust some ***. In the mosh pit, I'm fittin' to *** up ***. Bloody nose, busted lip, boy, I love this ***. Bitch, where the *** you been? Where the *** you been? Came to *** up ***, in the club again. Where the *** you been? Where the *** you been? Shut the *** up, nigga, way too talky, damn. Where the *** you been? Where the *** you been? Came to *** up, nigga, in the club again. Where the *** you been? Where the *** you been? Hardly talkin' ***, shut the *** up, damn.