ZAP, ITS ON BITCH
BURY UR SQUAD ON A LONG DITCH,
YOU GOT NOTHING ON ME,
BUT MAYBE MORE YELLOW IN YOUR PEE,
I SEEN YOU SHOOK ON MY BLOCK,
DONT EVEN LOOK AT MY CLOCK,
IT AINT GOT THE TIME FOR YOU,
BUT I GOT THIS RHYME FOR YOU,
I SMELLED YOUR KIND BEFORE,
STALE CIGS, AND HORSE MANURE,
STINKY LIKE YOUR RAPS,
YO! THEY CALL ME CHAPS!
I'LL LEAVE YOU ON THAT NOTE,
I SHOT A HOLE IN YOUR INFLATABLE BOAT,
YOU'VE BEEN SERVED BY THE GOAT,
LOL WOW IS THE FUCKIN WOAT