{Intro}
b*tch!
Yeah
{Verse 1}
I don’t know how to count. I don’t got hoes
I only got Os in my bank account
You can plan it out if you strategize
Not the type to brag to guys
I’m the type to mesmerize
You look like the type to die
Aye, drive by in the RAF
Or even a hooptie, deflate
I’m with your mom she’s elated
My whole team lit not just me
I’m handsome not just flee
Obviously your sh*t just nod me to sleep while she slob on my D
I know you’re nervous I peep nervousity
I don’t want to have to beat you online but you got the audacity
I got my money real tall so these ni**as is mad at me
Lil K b*tch I’m off the addy so just pass the weed
{Refrain}
Shawty wanna make love
Ugggllllhh uggggghhh!
Ugggllllhh uggggghhh!
Ugggllllhh uggggghhh!
Uuugggghhhhlllllllhhhh!
Uuugggghhhhlllllllhhhh!
{Verse 2}
I’m killing mad pussy euthanasia
Shouts out to my Youth in Asia
Hope the president doesn’t nuke you ba*tards
The worlds fu*ked you can tell by the masses
I’m attracted to the fake asses
Madvillain need to drop a new album
If you don’t got bread prey that you get some
Young ni**a been trapped since day one from the place where the tape come from ray guns
My ni**a shank got murked with a toothpick
And my homegirl ******* too thick
Please change your plans because sh*t just got murky
No I do not fu*k with perkys or xans that sh*ts a dub
I’m clean rub-a-dub-dub
Step on my kicks and I’ll make you scrub
Just fu*ked up the whole club
Off the lean psych I’m just kidding
I don’t condone, that's heroin you tripping aye 
You broke like sh*t at McDonald’s
Somebody call the doctor because I dusted your whole squadron
Big 4 to your head like Rhianna