Aw, nigga he killed me? Alright, that's cool, see
1] Strict top of the crop muthafuckas like moths in a mosh pit Dollar cents since shit, sense I lost it It's in a fuckin' jar with guitar picks and bar Bar spat, tense, warriors of radness Fuck lame, get it through your brain like dick Go ahead, stab a friend, tell him that I'm back, Earl leave with milkiest asses Take a standin', nine on the tracklist Earl half the reason the reviews gettin' comfy on the couch, I ain't havin' it Kickin' gluteus maximus, niggas on accident
Just watch, I'mma 'em all Just watch, I'mma 'em all Just watch, I'mma 'em all watch, off 'em!
2] Off 'em, no off days, no debates, Box logo, and cocaine In my back pocket, Jade on vacation The hotel switch from Heartbreak to Bates Rippin' out braids with hands amazes The crowd, go crazy, hands raised, I'm laced Swag by the eighth in you wanna taste it Faggots wear Prada, Satan RMK shit Hell's angel, crack 'cross the face With and use Based God as his replacement Super Saiyan with slayings Eat puss, sweet got my tooth decayin'
3] Now pan the cameras back to me and Amateur threesome Hannah Montana's manager And Miley feedin' me for my stamina And Santa's in the back laughin' cause my crampin' up Mrs. trippin' balls, think she had enough And by enough I mean we as fuck, she had a gram of us Flyer than man because I'm lampin' up At the airport smokin' hash with all the fuckin' baggage like the muthafuckin' aqueducts Odd Future Gang, fag damagers, bitch, eat a dick