Intro [Armani of York]:
Burnin' up that purple stuff
Purple drank in this purple cup (x2)
Been so faded, but I've been waiting
This games a woman, she's complicated
Verse One [Armani of York]:
Been so faded, but I've been waiting
This games a woman, she's complicated
Made of stone, made of stone
But she get freaky when the cameras on
Just like that b**h from Amazon/ The futures here, are you hanging on?
To old Hip Hop, boy, those days are gone
Toss your sh**, King Kong
T Dots here, no bling on
And we f** b**hes that sing songs
Do the chorus, then I'll bring you home
You a b**h so I'll give you bone
Kick you out if we don't get along
So chill out while I hit this bong
Smoke fill the room, then we'll get it on
But leave the light on ‘til I write this poem
Chorus [Armani of York]:
Burnin' up that purple stuff
Purple drank in this purple cup
Verse Two [Armani of York]:
Been frustrated, f** the hatred
This rap games tapped, over populated
Essence gone, essence gone
These wild animals are better left alone
Screwface this, Screwface that
T Dots here, gotta face the facts
Don't react in the back like you blazing raps
I see a p**y cat where the Cajun at
f** her all day she got amazing back
We put the purple stuff in that purple sack
Lose that weight, Joey Crack
Sippin on syrup, like Project Pat
T Dots back, all dressed in black
It's a Rap funeral, so I brought the yack
Pour it out, fire the gats
Gun salute, say goodbye to rap