[Chorus: Alex Wiley & Azizi I'm so sick and tired I get in and out the jam like Yeah that chopper turn a to a visor Don't ask me bitch, I'm not your We don't give a fuck, you suck, that shit ain't enough You will waste your nut and we clutch pull up We cannot be touched, the fuss we so merciless you think you hot, nigga (fuck you)
[Verse 1: Azizi Man you (duh) A nigga his distance (get away) Yeah he was cool before now you like some bitches Yeah just me and my dog and we lookin' like Tintin I get in a world of science boutta open a God y'all idolize hoes, with your eyes closed set the low How the we get here? Bust a nut in your left ear so you why we came here Yup, know I gotta make my here change the name of all the damn reindeer Have a holiday boutta celebrate year No fighting games but you your boy top tier Ooh, for the Sorry fool I don't give a fuck (I give a fuck) Who are you if you know us? It's [?] no one
[Chorus: Alex Wiley & Azizi I'm so fuckin' and tired I get in and out the jam like Yeah that chopper turn a fitted to a Don't ask me bitch, I'm not supervisor We don't a fuck, yeah you suck, that shit ain't enough You will your nut and we clutch finna pull up We cannot be touched, what's the we so merciless You think you hot, (what?)
2: Alex Wiley] Rollin' a on the highway Oh did I mention it's my I ain't got time for the mind me brain like a migraine You can but you can't find me You niggas define me I knew that I had it 9 [?] It was your time and your times I lace up my boots and then I excel, as well that shit to my clientele, might as well We all a of try and fail I got the dope it's a fire I hit the booth and leave fire I got that shit make iron melt get Richie is Lionel Rollin' my [?] and how you feel I'm from Chicago it's a drill I got some niggas in the field, like the NFL Yo new sound like a Benadryl Yo girl hit me like, we finna chill? She annoying, I hit it still They I would fail but I didn't still And now I'm caught up in a Go to sleep and wonder where the went If they on the path then I encourage We just out here and fuckin' flourishing Never been too to be American But I guess it me 'cause I'm arrogant Take your knee out like you Nancy Gave a fuck before, I never care again, care again
[Chorus: Wiley & Azizi Gibson] I'm so sick and tired I get in and out the jam like Yeah chopper turn a fitted to a visor Don't ask me bitch, I'm not your We don't a fuck, yeah you suck, that shit ain't enough You will waste nut and we clutch finna pull up We cannot be touched, what's the we so merciless You you hot, nigga (what?)
[Verse 3: Jenkins] Aye, y'all so fucking woke, still dimes Boy, I know you don't want no smoke No nine for Crack a seal we can take it slow, a smoke no deuces nigga, this an invitational They killin' and they appetite is insatiable We build up like do Penny brick and mortar, plenty Rick and Morty I my dick is shorter in a parallel universe where little dicks are More attractive than skin is important I'm proactive when things start to get bumpy anyway lump me in with conscious rappers But I'm so much than a preacher Writer, teacher, learn to see the fall into the feature film trappin' Know niggas will act regardless, I'm hardly heartless The passion is hardy and steppin' like Harden Flippin' through chapters of papers Boarding charter boats and suits or author quotes like