f** that, woadie
You want your joints be hot? Then let me rap on it
I'll be the cream of the crop
Jimmy got crack corn
I do this hippity-hop sh** with a cast on
Sipping my flask dogg
This be Ash Roth
And there's a couple of cats that I should ash on
So go and roll me a joint, make it a fat one
And tell your homies the live spittin is back on
Yeah I'm back dogg, holding my sack hard
You act hard, but aren't sh**, I'm an artist
You park cars for part shifts
Armpits, large park, hardly miss, start to finish
Blow you apart with starships
Playing Starfox, Black Ops on black tops
Hot black socks when camouflage won't hide ya
I'm a cyclops when I bop, I find ya
One shot lift your Waka Flocka top
Steinbock meets Einstein, rhymes is mindf**
Mine luck as 9 lives dies: your time's up
9 bro, I shine, blind bind and hind luck
Don't choke, you old folk, bloaky grind shmuck
John Kruk in the motherf**er, one nut bustin on em
Kumquat s**in on em, gums got nothin on em, punks stop frontin on em
Dude is the one, sonRunyun kunyun motha pum pum
No pun, (?) son, Kingpin and big tin
Pinky ring, bling-bling, thinking I should sing sing
Oh shoot, ding-ding, tell him what he wins wins
Brand new bar with Kanye's girlfriend
You pa** it up, a** and all, gotta take my jacket off
Leono DiCaprio quit to play basketball
Reincarnated into Asher Paul, Asher Roth
Came back to rippin a**hole into all ya'll