Lyrics: All of them bitches Yeah they wanna mail me All of them blunts That we rollin in bayleaf All of them shots That we fillin with Baileys All of them friends That done already fail me Everyone playing tricks They wanna play me That shit is happening Everyday lately Mainly cause my name is Hollerin slay me Wanna get rid of me Cartman and gravy Wanna get through the day safely But motherfuckers is up on me on daily Time to get up now Time to keep rollin Nothing to lose Cuase I’m already all in Style as a juvenile I keep on ballin Temper G’s ready So let’s let’s take the war in Let’s take the men And watch all of em fallin But it’s all good As long as the ladies Get the exactly same amount of pennies All I can do is to drop My own LP Can’t you all hear me I’m screamin please help me See it in my eyes When I take a selfie My brain is blastin I got too much thoughts Wanna set em free But they won‘t obey me That’s why I need to let them out on daily