[Verse 1: Axl]
Yo, what the f** am I doing with my life
I treat it like a wife
With respect, the top deck/floor
And everything you ever could have wished for and more
Is cumming harder than the fat f**ing b**h on the floor
[Verse 2: Axl]
Should get your a** out of the sack
So I can start to wabbajack your f**ing face into action
We're never going back
Throwin' back tick tacks for tip tabs
From all the f**in' money that we never even had
b**hes know me
They're like, "you're Axl Davis"
I'm like "hell yeah, b**h, I know I'm famous"
[Verse 3: Axl]
So you know it's me
I'm always infamous, b**h
Smoking weed with my own
On my zipper-less sh**
I ain't ill but I'm sick
Like It's Magic or sh**
You better watch your f**ing self when you're taking a sh**
Get me a fat b**h and dress her up in Abercrombie and Fitch
So I tell her a** to make a sandwich
And when she's done and she is bringing it to me
Immona start to pee pee all over the green tea...
Wait, wait, wait, what?
No, f** no, f** that, f** this
We're done