Got some Anna on your chest for me then b**h, bring it on I don't need no f**ing back up I don't need no f**ing tone Got my left and my right to lay you on the f**ing ground Blood leaking from your face as you make a screaming sound I'm a motherf**ing man and I say what I feel I ain't talking on the net b**h I keep it f**ing real Face to face you know the deal, cowards say they don't want it b**h I know the sh** I've done so there's no need to f**ing flaunt it South side, south side, till the day that I die Hoe I rep it to the fullest yes I say that sh** with pride Just a young white boy who ain't never had sh** Told I never be sh** so now I'm here to chance it b**h Too thick, too thick, Doomshop is the click Sixset murking bustas lettem know who run this sh** If you got a f**ing problem If you got something to say Then bring that sh** to the floor Baker ain't the one to play Ya b**h {Hook} GET BUCK {Hook 2} Smoking on some dank while I sip on a pint of yak With my n***as high as hell off that fat chronic sack Riding through the park blowing A/C while im chiefing man b**hes looking at me because they know a n***a riding clean