[Verse 1: Hi-Rez]
Let's just tie that b**h up and throw her a** in the trunk
And lets choke her till the oxygen starts flowing through her lungs
For everything that you've done, I'mma kidnap all your sons
And make em watch you f**ing beg for your life
Now isn't that fun
You a b**h with bad attentions, I hope you burn in hell
Shut the f** up, stop screaming, nobody can hear you yell
We in the middle of nowhere b**h, I'm surprised you couldn't tell
Hoe open up your mouth, I'mma cut out your tongue b**h
Then break both your f**ing knees and make you s** your son's dick
Till he cums down your throat then make you f**ing tongue kiss
Yay, I'm having fun, are you having fun b**h?
Maybe next time, in your next life, you'll be a little nicer
I pretended to get along with you, I never really liked you
Hey baby can you get me some gasoline and a lighter
Maybe a couple matches, I'mma set this b**h on fire
Oh and something to drink too babe, I'm thirsty
And maybe a bag of Cheetos and maybe some beef jerky
Okay look b**h, here's what the f**'s about to happen
I'mma turn the TV on and force you to watch the Kardashians
Since you think that's s**y and feel like you the cla**iest
b**h you a f**ing pig, I swear to god you the nastiest
You're hella insecure and you're taking it out on others
You're a sh**ty f**ing person and s** at being a mother
I'm glad you ain't my mom, it'd be impossible to love ya
I'm guessing when growing up, neither of your parents hugged ya
I know you're probably wondering, why the f** am I here?
And why the f** is he torturing me while strapped in a chair?
And where did he get those scissors and why's he cutting my hair?
You cheated on all your husbands and had too many affairs
You tore a family apart, you don't even seem to care
You get off just at the thought of making good people sad
So I'mma cut off your limbs and put that sh** in a bag
And go to the post office and mail that sh** to your dad
So he can reminisce on all the good times that you had
[Verse 2: Hi-Rez]
Oh look my girl's back from the store with the gasoline
We gon burn this place down and then we gonna leave
This is exactly how I pictured it in every dream
Except for the part when you got in the ring with Mr. T
And I was f**ing Rihanna and Madonna in a threesome
Whatever f** that, all that sh**'s besides the point
Let's put an end to this sh**, I'm sick of hearing your voice
Oh my god, oh my god
You f**ing spit in my face
I'mma light a match and drop it
f** you, I'm leaving this place, b**h