Piss Me Off

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Fatt, yeah

Nigga, don't piss me off, you probably won't be me, but you won't put the work in
Homicide, that's what I grew up on, we leave your mama hurtin'
Take this little ho down, ain't no one around, just me, her, and my pertin'
Yeah, that little ho ain't mine, this bitch a clown, she think I'm buying a Birkin
Yeah, better watch who the fuck you talkin' to and playin' nice
Yeah, bro got several hats, high up his shoes, gon' take a life
And they gon' chill in the house, 'cause all my opps on borrowed time
This shit may take us every year, but shit, I'm chillin', ain't no time

Gon' get back to do some gangster shit
They pick you up, you drop a dime
Yo, bitch-ass niggas tryna ride like me
Stealin' all my beats and tryna find my precint
Niggas tryna come spend first, we gon' shoot back worse
And make her hop on defense
Niggas ain't street, they ho, they pretend

I'm gon' head, bro, they pop out with a switch
Make them think fat, last thing, it's all defying the beans
Hit from the back, I'm gon' plot her leavin'
And give her some money, so now she we even
He tryna tax and we robbin' the weed man
Thinkin' I'm green, tryna fuck, nigga feed me
I pop a Perc' and my chest start hurting, my heart start beating, hope I don't OD

My advice, don't play with me, you'd D-I-E, they don't play by me
Most don't know I'm the CEO, I say G, they spray by me
My favorite ho, wash out my clothes
When I get back home, she gon' rub my feet
Many streets all up on my own, my clip on full, my heart on E

Nigga, don't piss me off, you probably won't be me, but you won't put the work in
Homicide, that's what I grew up on, we leave your mama hurtin'
Take this little ho down, ain't no one around, just me, her, and my pertin'
Yeah, that little ho ain't mine, this bitch a clown, she think I'm buying a Birkin
Yeah, better watch who the fuck you talkin' to and play it nice
Yeah, bro got several hats, high up his shoes, gon' take a life
And they gon' chill in the house, 'cause all my opps on borrowed time
This shit may take us every year, but shit, I'm chillin', ain't no time

I'm gon' get back
On God, nigga might be at his son graduation
I don't know, that's some shit
On my mama
Fatt