Boutta

God, I just been through so much
 I wanna forget
 I don't wanna remember any of this bullshit
 Fuck all of this
 Fuck him
 Fuck everythin'!
 I'm boutta pop me a Xan
 Forget that he was my man
 I'm runnin' as fast as I can
 His dick so small in my hand
 He didn't even make me cum
 I kicked him out, he is a bum
 He wanna stay on my couch, boy
 Get outta my house, boy
 Who are you comin' at? Me?
 Sayin' who I need to be
 I never seen nothin' from you
 Couldn't you be up in the streets?
 You always talk about your raps
 But they sound like crap
 I'm not gonna click your link, boy
 The fuck you think?
 Rappin' 'bout bitches you hit
 Heard that they didn't want dick
 You gotta convince the bitch
 She didn't let you in
 Now you mad? Talkin' 'bout she lyin'?
 I don't giva a fuck what's true
 Bitch, this pistol finna start firin'
 Boutta pop me a
 Boutta pop me a what?
 Boutta pop me a
 Boutta pop me a what?
 But I ain't talkin' shit but I'll pop you, bitch
 Rape me and I'll kill you, bitch
 Touch my friend, I'll kill you, bitch
 I don't give a fuck a bad feeling is
 I'm boutta pop me a Xan
 Forget that he was my man
 I'm runnin' as fast as I can
 His dick was so small in my hand
 I'm boutta pop me a Xan
 Forget that he was my man
 I'm runnin' as fast as I can
 His dick so small in my hand
 (His dick was so small)
 He's so small, man
 (I wanna forget it all)
 I wanna forget it all
 (I wanna forget it all)
 I wanna forget it all
 (But until then)
 I better kill 'em all