Yeah

Uhm

Look Pockets looking cakey like these bummy B*****s make up

It's room service b***h the game requested that it get waked up

See all I see is paper like my secretary's staplers

So if this was yo job then I'm thinkin' your about to get a pay cut

This my lane so f**k road rage f**k yo anger

I swear they really wanna cuff this pretty young thing like a bailiff

Plus I'm cute

And I be killing games since way back when it was Sega

I be repping Texas but I'm so Cali like a Laker

Yeah yeah I'm kind of cocky

When it come to what I'm made of

Cause we we ain't the same

And they don't want you from the waist up

You the cookie cutter type and they call me the baker

And all I see is numbers numbers numbers like a pager

I kill em and collect em

Watch me murder grass pesos

I swear you got to feel where the f**k I'm coming from like a taser

Cause if she f**k with me

Then not even the captain finna save her

These B*****s thinking they beefing

F**k around and get fed laid up

I be looking looking looking

I don't see no difference

Cookie cookie cookie

All these cookie cutter b***hes

F**k these b***hes f**k these b***hes

Oh cookie cutter b***hes

And I be looking looking looking

I don't see no difference

Cookie cookie cookie

All these cookie cutter b***hes

F**k these b***hes f**k these b***hes

Oh cookie cutter b***hes

Look

You are just a small fry

But I'll turn you to mashed potato

I'm here to bring the flavor

Just like a turkey baster

I could be the finisher that will make ya meet your maker

See if you still sleeping I'm a wake and bake and shake ya

See I be repping real women so B*****s seeming faker

Now they be tripping on me like MGK say lace up

Cause my style is permanent and these B*****s dry eraser

And all you April fools I'll kill you off before um May come

Yeah I know guerrilla warfare if you wanna ape up

All these chicks be thinking they beast well watch me tame 'em

Greeting earthlings hi As salam alaykum

Cause I'm out of this world this illegal alien way up

I'm ahead of my time but I like competing so I be waiting

Then I turn the lights on these roach B*****s and I raid 'em

B***hes owe me royalties for jacking lyrics

So pay up

Cause most of you B*****s rappin' know nothing about me

But you wishing that I never came up