 That thing was all up in content Might write this with a doctrine Tell the pop star quit hidin' Fuck a caption, won't action No accident, I'm hands-on Eat puff around, get polished Buffed on Wayne, girl, I used in jail That's conniving Then get his face tatted Like a bitch apologizing I'm glad D. Rose came home Y'all didn't deserve him neither From Alonzo down to Central Nigga better not speak on Serena And your homeboy need subpoena That predator movin' flocks That name gotta be registered In place, don't neighborhood watch I lean on you niggas like another line to walk Yeah, it's all eyes on me And I'ma send it up the pot, ay