Lyrics:

*clears throat*
It's that new generation

Fuck life, fuck feelings, smoke propane
Pussy fuck, at the cribbo, can't feel pain
Black heart, black lungs, black boot stain
There's a snake in my boot, I can't feel, ayy
Gnaw the flesh, yeah, like my pussies wet, yeah
Grip right with the TEC, yeah, you might need a vest, ayy
FTP my chest, yeah, she seen my arrests, yeah (huh?)
She think that I'm viral, yeah, this bitch would like to have sex (Ayy)

Pull up on the block, ayy, yeah (What's that?)
Lil' bitch this a Glock, ayy, yeah (Scalp back)
My eyes look like brock (Ayy), yeah (Huh)
Get it on, heard you shop at Ross, hey, yeah, what's that?