Wheaties

Cross me, get your ass crossed out
Watch I flick a wrist
Get yo bitch fully bossed out
Hop up on these tracks
Through my teeth, you get flossed out

You ain't keeping up
You ain't 'bout what we about
Watch me whip a track
These songs hit yo face, just like a slap
Bitch with that sharp inject
Now my words sting

Who the big bad wasp now?
You want on the team
We ain't takin' no loss now

Nothin' but a hit
Like a lick
Up yo shit
Bosom bitch, you an itch
Finna scratch, so what's up now?

Bread and butter
These peers are pussy
But I'm a real stunna

Top Tier, up in arms
That's the real verbal cutta
Shut yo shit down
Now you need a new cover

Paranoid up in yo room
What's hiding up in ya cupboard, yo last supper
Wake yo ass up, break yo fast
With broken glass and broken teeth
Respect me or kiss my ass

Tryna get paid
I ain't talking pesos
Chilling with a down chick
Hailing from Barbados

Partna's blowing up
Like explosions from volcanoes
Doing what I want
Don't get a say so

I could kick yo door
But I'd rather save my energy
Selling verbal dope
Take a hit up in yo sensory

Bitch I am a role model
Living in exemplary
Go on and eat your Wheaties
Maybe then you can be like me

Motherfuck yo clique
Motherfuck yo spot
Yes I'm in this bitch
And I plan to buss my Glock

Ignorant, hot-headed
I can never stop
Shot him in his face
And I heard his dome go pop

Straight razor to a busta
Cut his throat and watch him bleed out
I weed out the weakest links
That shouldn't even be out

To see out, what I rep
A killer from the lower depth
He run his mouth and talk that shit
Then you can bet that he get swept