Bret Heart

[Intro]
Play round with them stacks then I'm back in the booth
I dont trust you niggas they lacking the truth

[Hook][x2]
Wrestling them demons, you can call me Bret Hart
I been fighting for the belt, and my rival Wockhardt
I just saw that nigga fold, so I know he not hard
It's a job to go to war with me, that's something you don't want

[Verse]
Them FMJs stretch your back like a sharpshooter
Stupid lil bitch gon look at me all confused, Stacey you are clueless
Niggas thinking they killer whales in my sea and im gon harpoon them
I like convertibles, imma invert her too, in a white roofless
A bitch get slayed, her nigga get played, all out in public
Stupid lil nigga try to get all fucking clouted up, and it was all nothing
Say the world don't really love you
But you wanna be all alone
If you desire a glass house
How you scared they throwing stones
I was with the animals
I was moshing throwing bones
She eat me like danimals
And she can down it cuz she grown
I am not mechanical
Cuz I'm moving by my lone
Homies in an orange fit
No they not rocking V-Lone

[Hook][x2]
Wrestling them demons, you can call me Bret Hart
I been fighting for the belt, and my rival Wockhardt
I just saw that nigga fold, so I know he not hard
It's a job to go to war with me, that's something you don't want