Hasselhoff

Pick a spot, pitch a tent Fuck boys playing with my yen Dog shit, I ascend Take my shot and miss again You fuckin with the wrong dude I'm just tryna write a fuckin song or two Spray my views I always lose, I've paid my dues Damn, and just like that Terror ripped the spine out ya mothafuckin back Matta fact youz a rat And all of ya shit wack, ya numbers don't mean jack I'm keepin shit close on the come up Puttin in work til da sun up Da ladies see me coming, get done up They jealous ass mans try to run up They ain't think I put it down like a stone cold stunna I'm saving dis game like Hasselhoff Nine tabs got me off my ass, hit fast Bend corners at night with the lights off Voices in my head said cut it off So that's just what ima do Get a nice good view, cuz this man be the truth Any other can't touch em, In the underworld clutchin' Duckin down bitch-made cuz I'm comin for you