ya this lil wyte layin’ it down for that acp
we ’bout to throw these boys in a motherf-ckin mosh pit
for those of y’all who don’t know what a mosh pit is
it’s just a bunch of drunk, ignorant motherf-ckers
gettin’ the sh-t whooped out of ’em to some music, you know what
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throw ’em in the mosh pit!
stomp ’em in the mosh pit!
swing your motherf-ckin fists and beat em in the mosh pit!
it’s the juice, up in the club
so raise your set high in the air and show me love
we drinkin’ beer, we smokin’ pere
it’s just alive and three 6 mafia in your ear
we sippin’ syrup, you might get hurt
we sn-tchin’ b-tches beatin’ ’em down in the dirt
we dumpin’ fur, we throwin’ chairs
so if you scary get your -ss up out of here
now show them golds, and swing them bows
take your shirt off and commence to whippin’ hoes
we got that danger, built for a stranger
your boys scared to f-ck with us but i don’t blame ’em
they swingin’ knives, they poppin’ guns
roll with them punches motherf-cker don’t run
swing back (swing back! ), pop back (pop back! )
clear the room motherf-cker like click click (boom! )
here i come, an only son
i’m goin’ straight out the ghetto to number one
i’m gettin’ higher, i’m on fire!
so all you haters better get ready to retire
i’m on the scene, i keep it mean
i went from having no chedder to bling bling
i got some ice, i’m never nice
and i’m a killer so don’t make me say it twice