I dress like Kris Kross Like I'm a big dog Had to get it off the streets And make my wrist talk And I don't go out on the weekend Unless its his block And I'm with his thot Servin all of his wops Inhale 3 grams then I blow it in the air Now you say you miss me baby girl you never cared They was never with me nowadays they all appear I was eating oatmeal doing push-ups in a cell She wanna go fast lets get it I came from rags to riches She make the fastest digits You want a bag ill get it I love them ratchet bitches And she be fancy with it But she the baddest bitch And your bitch she rat on niggas And I got a tatted bitch I got the candles lit She think that I'm scandalous Think she can handle it Told me come over alone I got my dick in her throat Fuck her Im taking her soul I dress like Kris Kross Like I'm a big dog Had to get it off the streets And make my wrist talk And I don't go out on the weekend Unless its his block And I'm with his thot Servin all of his wops Inhale 3 grams then I blow it in the air Now you say you miss me baby girl you never cared They was never with me nowadays they all appear I was eating oatmeal doing push-ups in a cell