Don't play in her garden, and don't smell her flower
Call me Mr. Carter, Mr. Lawn Mower
Boy, I got so many bitches, like I'm Mike Lowrey
Even Gwen Stefani, said she couldn't doubt me
Motherfucker I say, "Life ain't shit with-out me"
Chrome lips, pokin' out the coupe look like it's poutin'
I do what I do, and you do what you can do about it
Bitch, I can turn a crack rock into a mountain -- dare me
Don't you compare me, 'cause there ain't nobody near me
They don't see me, but they hear me
They don't feel me, but they fear me
I'm illy,
C3,
Three Peat