Don't give a *** about yesterday or give a *** about today And tomorrow gonna be the same ***ing way Bitches love me when I'm hittin', when I'm gone They start to trippin', so much codeine in my body You can smell it when I'm pissin' Smokin' like a engine, ***in' all these women In my casket grinnin', I can't help my ***in' sinnin' Monkey mother***ers, give them all banana clips Water on my lips, smokin' dope with a click Triple six, hot tip, bitches flip Just a dip on the dick of a *** Bouncin' tits, lickin' nips Mother***ers out they mind, they can make a *** with suicides Smokin' on a dime, bitches love the five-nine Slice me with an icy knife, please About to light these tightly-robed cluts Gotta buy the hundred of them lookin' like tree trunks Yeah, my white T's got a bright G on the front The five-nine and the police-sized mean That mean it's long-standing, never doin' the right thing Cause I'm the ***in' opposite of Spike Lee Yeah, I'm the bite me grape-white abiding lightning Bitch, I'm the skeletal waking the night Three wishes, I will grant, and then I spike thee You think you dope? I'm tighter than the rope around your ***in' throat I'll be the last thing you see before you ***in' choke, ho