[FROOT] Back and forth, spittin' sh** Hittin' it and quittin' it I ain't doin' this for no motherf**in' benefits 'cept for Benadryl and Percocet Do that kinda sh** that other n***as would regret Turn the ba** up a lil bit Pull the trigger, claimin' that my gun is bigger, yo's midget And I'll be back in a 'lil bit Cop a couple sacks, put some beer in my mini-fridge Take a swig of Jack, fill it, so goddamn legit Feelin' hella wack, grab a napsack and bag a b**h [KEIKI] Back with the bash rap to holla at yo napsack Attack with the bag, got you fallin like the NASDAQ Mailin' out anthrax, snortin' a mentax Froot on the ransack cuz Looters got mad dap Eatin' caps and sellin' crack to fill the money bags
Trapped in the game, even got my f**in' jeans sagged What you mad, cuz we bad with noterity Crushin' all your dreams of a civilized society Hit your b**h, clock a snitch, split his wrist Make it look like just another motherf**in' accident All you liars spittin' sh** but your dicks limp Spit that sh** to my click, you get your head split Watch my six, I'm gettin' lit 'bout to hit this b**h that I got on my list Wish this sh** would quit But I ain't a fish to be swimmin' in the depths Cuz you're inept Gotta trash this flesh with these bullets I eject Hit the deck, don't lose your neck Hold up, hit this bowl in a sec, yup