I'm drivin' a hearse full of bikini-clad girls
Doin' donuts on your drum circle, welcome to Cex world
? Check your cerebellum at the door
No admittance if you thinkin' you MC SAT Score
B-more, Maryland, we servin' up essential medicine
Bright pink sweatsuits and Timberlands
Women grin when we comin', hungry for what we give to them
While you check the internet, eat all your mom's ?
And get grounded
All this shoot a gift horse in the mouth sh**
Sources even say I'm better than Bentino's album
Check me on the cover, smiling, not scowling
'Cause I know rappers like to pick a figure of Calvin, shouting
Your girl loves my style, talk sh** and can't back it up
Never win a fight, but I've got the Cex stamina
Your girl loves my style, talk sh** and can't back it up
Never win a fight, but I've got the Cex stamina
To handle her, she's ? like an amateur
I've got the G-spot like others got gramaher
And a handlebar moustache
You tough rappers bust fast
But I must laugh cause you got a ziploc nutsack
I see through, see you watchin' TV with your weak crew, how do you expect us to believe you?
All your insults are the same
You're high, we're gay
But you tape Frasier if you play out
On a Thursday, plus I heard your girl say
Your girl loves my style, talk sh** and can't back it up
Never win a fight, but I've got the Cex stamina
Your girl loves my style, talk sh** and can't back it up
Never win a fight, but I've got the Cex stamina
And a camera to document my exploits
Worldwide, I explore different country s** noise
Plus language barriers, areas'll get noise
Drain 'em like the batteries in ? s** toys
? like walking brains when they say I'm one-dimensional
Like my sh** better if I kept it inaccessible
So I have to show them the testicles and turn the beat up just a couple more decibels
Singing at the funeral for all you boring pessimists