God damn straight
Bitch get the fuck out my way (check dis)
The illest in the room
 my bitch
Ay, they ain't heard it like this
Yeah, uh
Well howdy partner it's your old pal REID
Back with a slap, that I know y'all need
So roll the rug for my bitch, or you gettin' stuck
Blood stains ain't showin on ya red pickup
I found a good one Ma, and she as bad as they get
We go to Saks Ave Fifth and she buys me hella shit
Every bill we split, but Imma get the tip
Cuz back at my crib my bitch get the tip
We lookin' royal eatin' bomb ass pollo
I'm with my bitch she sucks cleans and broils
Real thick she loyal, wraps scraps in foil
Meet her back at the pad and have a battle royale
That's my bitch dawg, I think you best back off
Look all you want you want but you better keep your hands off
Quit w' the creepin' mo'fucka you're a grown ass man
Ya prolly mad cuz my bitch rollin' with a real man
Dey call me TERROR, but my bitch pure evil
Speakin' sweet like she wanna kill people
We shot Jack 'n Jill, we rolled they bodies down a hill
Enjoyed a li'l meal, then we popped another pill
How that feel?
Not one but two
I hold the gun, she shoot
And then we splittin' all the loot
Ain't a love song tho, I'm just lettin' yall know
That my bitch like a demon from below
That's my bitch
We the illest in the room
My bitch
Just two killers from the moon
My bitch
My li'l mistress a doom
My bitch
The new motherfuckers in a tomb
That's my bitch
And my bitch can ride
My bitch
I know she always down to slide
My bitch
Y'all betta run, betta hide
'Cause when I'm with my bitch
Somebody 'boutta die