Im killin, chillin, thrillin bitches, not snitches//
Jacking a nigga in a milli second, leaving yall Monopoly broke after taking your riches//
I wonder about this nigga Billa when he takes the genie lamp to make wishes//
See me coming out of the lamp to give the nigga a punch and spit in his face and that has to be the biggest disses//
After beating you, I wouldn't be surprised you were seen at Wendy's washing dishes//
I bet Lady I got that nigga pussy whipped, so she gon be calling you the 'missus'(slang for the wife)//
Still making this nigga cry like a bitch, I wonder how the nigga got balls to fuck pussy, he must of asked Santa on his Christmas wish list//
Dismiss this nigga before class, you don't match my class, you trailer park trash, you truly don't know me, nigga your flow is tasteless//
Keep pushing me I'm gonna tell the truth how this nigga's name was really NutInMyThroat//
You must of changed your name about 100 times, copying and pasting rhymes, you running out of time cos I'm about to lyrically 'CutYourThroat'//