Well, I've been tripping for ten hours On three hits of liquid microdot I'm on acid Man, what's this suppose to do to us anyway man? Getting chased around
[Chorus:] bald head hoes, i see some bald head hoes, erry where i go i see some bald head hoes. Bald head hoes, i see some bald head hoes, gossipin' talkin
Sometimes I feel like I'm flyin' Sometimes I feel like I'm dyin' Maybe the world is against me Maybe the world thinks I'm crazy Sometimes I feel like
da other perpatraders Better be packin' they pistols, 'cuz I got pencils for pussies Packin' some big utin'les off the hizzle I'll put this thrizzle right between both yo wizzle This is Lil
a gonea when dem boys hit the corna I'm a gonea Like (skerrrrrrr) fuck that sat goodbye to the bad guy (skerrrrrrr) fuck that say goodbye to the bad guys [Lil Wyte
Start this night out right so I don't fall on my face I got some red necks wit me ready to get drunk and shot da gauge They got 6 shots of Tequila and
[LiL Wyte] Gimme da Microphone first so i could buss out dis bubbLe,whoevea idea dis was dey knew it was some trouble,'cause i get up in'em, get it sticky
a bitch, we gon' treat 'em like a bitch If he actin' like a bitch, we gon' treat 'em like a bitch Check it out at a brutal scene, Lil Wyte lighted with
them icy whites aka solija's yea lil wyte: bicth ran to death in my solija's ran from the cops in solija's got a blunt tucked tight in my solija's lil wyte
and rep my Memphis Pop my pill and smoke all my d-ro Be fucked up all in public Fallin' down on crackers and negros Oh, you think you know Little Wyte
[Lil Wyte] I'm slummed out right now, that ain't no suprize Dilated pupils seein doubles out of both my eyes I hit up a little spark, got 'em for no charge
she feelin' me Listin to good ol' boys I guess she stole her grand sons CD Yo momma, tellin' you you need to be more like Little Wyte Yo daddy, askin
is smoke my dro..bitch Sit on the couch get high n get throwed bitch Or in the car windows cracked gettin loaded I'm representin everybody out there smokin [Lil Wyte
[Lil Wyte - Talking] Wassup with y'all? I'ma take this time right now, to thank the men, Paul and Juicy for making all this possible you know what I'm
a battle and we'll showed you boys That army fatigue we gonna make some noise And blow that mother fucker from shore to shore [Chorus:] [Verse 3-Lil Wyte
nobody knows If you ridin' with someone you know and they turn up this song You ridin' with a mother fucker they think I did 'em wrong Consequences come to those who chose to fuck with Lil Wyte
with murderers, robbers, drug dealers, killers, and rapists Also an army on the porch with plenty rockets a waitin' Come test my patience, fool and find out how Lil' Wyte
2 door cut with flippy flop on the paint looking like a bag of skittles that will make you wan't to faint eyes cocked ass drop when pulled up on the set