Love, bitch, uh, Michael Jackson, yo Michael Jackson Makes Kids Dance to Beat-it Knack-knack, opens up doors I need Michael Jackson Full shot, Alpo's motha crying Momma don't cry If I met Alpo he'll be Faster than ferocious girls Gang shit, blue faces, like I'm a quip, uh Big beats, bloody ballads, bloody drip, uh Look, bitch, I'm on a diet, this is my dick, uh She thinks she's my dick, but it's my stick, yo Since I was a kid, I've been told what not to do, uh Suck my dick, stupid, it's from a pure heart, yo My environment, uh, it's killers and scammers, uh Come to my block and you'll get out of here in pieces, yo Nice shot, I'll make you dance to Didi-bop, Didi-bop, Didi-bop, uh Stupid bitch, call me Tahao, Silletat-Silletat, uh The block is closed on quarantine, come to my block, to my block, uh My capella girl is playing with me, it's sloppy, uh Pop out, chop sound, man down, uh Opps, fuck, and now they're down, we're on the underground Deep under the ground, I'll beat you with a fist in the coffin Bitch, no, it's not a kill, it was just another one Camera, light, taxi, I'll get another rapper right now, uh If I meet Oppa, uh, he'll need a paramedic, uh He has a long tongue, uh, until I met him, uh He's a bitch now, because no one in the bazaar sits in social networks, uh Bad bitch like karma, uh, here she is in touch with my mantle, uh Movie, uh, viral, uh, sacred flow like the bible, ay Pull up, uh, silence, uh, we'll make a thriller like Michael, uh Jackson, uh, move up, uh, tell us we gon' viral, uh