Talkin' mad shit, Katie B shit

Talkin' mad shit, hoe-ass pimpin' shit

Yeah!

Talkin-, Talkin' mad shit

Talkin' mad shit, Katie B shit

Talkin' mad shit, Katie B shit

Talkin' mad shit, Katie B shit

Talkin' mad shit, talkin' mad shit

H-h-had to do this shit myself

L-labels tryna sign me to keep me up on they shelf

Told these suckas betta pipe down

T-t-take em to the dog pound

7.97, finna knock they fuckin' lights out

Now put yo gun down

Talkin' mad shit, Katie B shit

Talkin' mad shit, hoe-ass pimpin' shit

Talkin' mad shit, Katie B shit

Talkin' mad shit, talkin' mad shit

I-i-i-i cannot stand these suckas wanting to be me but keep it low

R-r-run they mouth just like a ho and now they brains up on the floor

H-h-h-hollow tips inside this clip I bust that .40, let it blow

Bloody linens in my pockets, left his body in the snow

Talkin' mad shit, Katie B shit

Talkin' mad shit, hoe-ass pimpin' shit

Talkin' mad shit, Katie B shit

Talkin' mad shit, hoe-ass pimpin' shit

Talkin' mad shit, Katie B shit

Everybody on some hoe-ass pimpin' shit

Talkin' mad shit, Katie B shit

Talkin' mad shit, Katie B sh-