Anger Management Lyrics

Yeah, bitch, uh

Now I'm steppin' on these niggas, yeah

I get to steppin' on these niggas, yeah

I'm fresh up out that dirty EST

It's a fuckin' zoo

R.I.P. to Tae

I heard he died, I couldn't take the truth

I had to leave the state

Before I lost another fuckin' screw

I'm a dog off the leash

I like to fight and I can shoot too

I be steppin' on these niggas' neck

Cause I'm the motherfuckin' truth

I be tucked up in the party

I'm gon' raise a motherfuckin' roof

If my brother finna fight

I'm gon' run up and come clap me too

When that nigga hit the ground

We gon' stomp him

Cause that's what we do

I might be a body gang

Cause I just sent that nigga to the moon

Put a hollow in his spine

He paralyzed, he can't fuckin' move

I don't wanna run his pockets

I just live to hear the lickin' move

Goddamn! Goddamn!

YFE lil' bitch

I'll be on that till I'm fuckin' old

Brand new G-lock with a beam

I'm collectin' souls

These niggas tryna play with my name

But I can't take a joke

Punch him in his face

Knock out his teeth

And I broke his nose

Head down to Cali

Cop a bow

I just wanna smoke

Pass me a cup

Not no liquor

Pour me up a fo'

I be sippin' mud

With a lil' ice

Call me Baby Vizzo

Gold trim buffs on my face

I'm lookin' out a window

Kweezo ain't no GD

But my cousin claimin' 74

Drop his set

If you want, he pick it up

With a couple poles

We some dread-headed niggas

Tatted up

And we trained to blow

I just flipped a single switch

The bullets hot

But his body cold

Ayy, that's how I'm steppin' now

Brand new FN with a dick

I shoot like Stephen now

Bitch, I ain't Steven

It's my universe

Thick bitch, amethyst

Dick makin' her stomach hurt

Beat that pussy up

Like she ran off with a pound of work

I'm the cookie monster

Eat that cooch like it's my last dessert

I'm a black mamba

Snake a nigga

Cuz of what I heard

I don't wanna talk

All that chitter-chatter

For the birds