[Verse 1: KYLE]
Alright well she thinks I'm in love right
Well I Mean f**
I shouldn't of gave her that hug right
When it comes down to it
Every girl in the world wants me though
n***a I can look good in a speedo
No lie I can see it in her eyes
She wants D.i.K
From K.i.D doe
Way on top of my A game
Everyone else way lame
Your style has been gone
You arrived on that late train
You think your cool
Like fake chains
n***as ain't foreally doe
And ain't nobody f**in' with you
Fake brands of cereal
And I know
What these girls think
They can just f** with my brain
And Make me do what they say
But they can't
I know
Cuz I'm way on top of my flow
And shes has nuthing that's inside
So I'm out the window
Yeah
I don't do really girls
Who do nuthin but gossip
Try to say some nice things
Your breath stinks
When you talk sh**
And thats real
[Verse 2: KYLE]
Alright well it's K dot i dot D dot damn
n***as know that I'm so for real
I always k**
And I'm always trill
And I'm always something these n***as feel
I am way up over your head still
I'm stacked up with bread still
Youre headed nowhere
Like running on a treadmill
n***as FxL is my team yo
Nuthin comes In between bro
Super Mitch and Super Chris
Theyre all addicted to weed though
I am addicted to Gettin it by any and all means
I'm not addicted to girls
But they're addicted to me
Maybe because I got sumthing inside
K.i.D is a hell of a guy
Youre hell of irrelevant
Dealing with I
I'm Super Duper
n***a right
..... Right?
Oh yeah
Skinny n***as runnin' sh**
Im the f**in' best that's ever f**in' lived in life haha
TEXAS HAUS! TRILL NIGHA!
CHOP & SCREW DAT, SUPER DUP THAT! AGH!