Drop Dead

Bitch, I fuckin' love when I see that body drop

Bob to the knock 'till my heartbeat stop

Stomp on the stage 'till the fuckin' earth shake

Headbang to the bass 'till my neck bones break

Bitch, I'll throw down 'till my line go flat

And if you hit my line, know I might call back

If I got time and yo' ass ain't wack

I've been tryin' to get my damn life on track

Bitch, I fuckin' love when I see that body drop

Bob to the knock 'till my heartbeat stop

Stomp on the stage 'till the fuckin' earth shake

Headbang to the bass 'till my neck bones break

Bitch, I'll throw down 'till my line go flat

And if you hit my line, know I might call back

If I got time and yo' ass ain't wack

I've been tryin' to get my damn life on track

I've been drinkin' vodka out of Snapple with the glass

I've been cuttin' ties with my friends from the past

I've been sippin' wine out of Solo cups, so roll those up

Motherfucker, let's chill

Live a life like mine, got time to kill

I don't give a fuck about no record deal

I don't give a fuck about no promotion

See me movin' in slow motion

I don't really feel much emotion

I don't really see no commotion

G-checkin' online, that's L-A-M-E

Four letters that separate us

I cannot associate, please stay away

Bitch, you don't know a thing about me

Fakes don't fuck with me, they fuck with who fuck with me

Don't fuck with who fuck with me

But trust me, that's something I think we've begun to see

Don't fuck with who fuck with me, fuck with who fuck with me