Serk

I'ma keep a hoe outside my business

Always keep them hoes outside your business, yeah

Always tryna get these boys screamin'

Always tryna look just like you isn't

Yeah, think that I shouldn't be that needy

Always tryna give me another reason

Mama, I swear to God, these serks got a reason

Mama, I swear to God, these nights got a reason

Mama, mama, runnin', screamin' mama

After a hit I drop a bomb, bitch, I feel like Osama

After I hit ain't talkin' bongs, bitch, I'ma real rasta