Pussy, pussyboy, back up off me 'fore you bleed Pussy, pussyboy, back up off me 'fore you bleed Back up off me 'fore you bleed I got gorillas that surround me, bitch, I'm Caesar They know what I'm 'bout, that boy out the South Forever I'm grieving Pussy, pussyboy, back up off me 'fore you bleed We them crooks, bitch, I'm takin' what I'm needing Rule number one, I'm never shitting where I'm sleeping Think you the one, but I'm the one that they call Jesus Made masterpieces, left the country, stamped some Visas This now my kingdom, put my flag up then I'm leavin' Rest in pieces Fuckboy pull up, fuckboy pull up Fuckboy pull up, fuckboy pull up Fuckboy pull up with a pistol gripped, ayy Hold up, lil' bitch, what the fuck you think this is? Ay This ain't a game, we ain't playin', this is it Those fangs in your throat range, boy, get a grip (Shadow expanding without a cloud in the sky) (A black spot where the Sun once was) It's that full-mooned, bulletproof goon Looming in a tomb, chewin' up someone's buzz Never releasin' the doves, keep 'em locked up, and let 'em rot Let the whole flock gather in a spot There's a hole marked rather end a plot flooded with bugs The blood that floods us pools at the root of the crop