text: Bitch, I crawled up out the creek I still got mud up on my feet
  Stomping dirt all on yo cheek I’ll stomp these pussys till they bleed
  Eat any body that get in my way
  None of these rappers are what they portray
  I’m feeling good like a mid summer day
  Don’t fuck with me, boy, Imma beast but I’m tame
  Bitch, I crawled up out the creek I still got mud up on my feet
  Stomping dirt all on yo cheek I’ll stomp these pussys till they bleed
  Eat any body that get in my way
  None of these rappers are what they portray
  I’m feeling good like a mid summer day
  Don’t fuck with me, boy, Imma beast but I’m tame
  Hit that shit until it hit back
  I’m high as a jet pack
  I’m off that California impact
  You smoking that mid pack
  I get home then I’m like where my next trip at?
  Next day I dip back
  I got plugs in every damn city I been at
  But you wouldn’t get that hoe
  I could never take a break, bitch
  Look at these rappers they, fake, bitch
  No one could ever replace, Giz
  You talking that shit brake ya face, bitch!
  Putting my dick in ya mental
  Get ready to die, Ill be gentle
  Never no time to be dreadful
  Im killing yo friends with a pencil
  You don’t wanna be caught swimming up my creek
  I got piranhas, alligators, they ain’t ate all weak
  You think yo favorite rapper tough I seen he fucking weak
  I looked into his eyes and said you suck he couldnt speak
  Bitch, I crawled up out the creek I still got mud up on my feet
  Stomping dirt all on yo cheek I’ll stomp these pussys till they bleed
  Eat any body that get in my way
  None of these rappers are what they portray
  I’m feeling good like a mid summer day
  Don’t fuck with me, boy, Imma beast but I’m tame
  Bitch, I crawled up out the creek I still got mud up on my feet
  Stomping dirt all on yo cheek I’ll stomp these pussys till they bleed
  Eat any body that get in my way
  None of these rappers are what they portray
  I’m feeling good like a mid summer day
  Don’t fuck with me, boy, Imma beast but I’m tame