Mastercard Lyrics

Here's to you asshole, tryin? to steal
My extremely limited time
I ain't got nothin? more to say
Your words ain't worth a dime
You came into my life, kept sayin? ?Hey, everything is good?
You better take some notes
Here is one for your little book
I hope that you are happy now
Just be sure that I am
Don't you dare to dial my number

?Cause I don't give a damn
I told you once, won't tell you twice
That you're an ugly creep
I can't stand the sight of blood
And you'll be in too deep
Hitman, hit that bastard hard
And charge it to my Mastercard
Hey, spid in the sidewalk
I got news for you
You're as good as dead little sucker