[Verse 1: Mattfew Ragazino]
Pants sagging and my hat low
Show up to your black and white affair in my bathrobe
Furry slippers, Polo socks, what an a**hole
No cla**, no coupe, so irrational
Can't explain, he's insane, must be bath salt
Molly crew, paper gang, money back coat
You could tell by mopping shoes and her back bloak
You could tell by (?) shoes and her back broke
Sad, but shed your crocodile tears
(?) medley 'till that be a pants here
Nobody think sh** stinks untill it's smeared in your face
Motherf**er now take a look in your mirror
f** your life, p**y n***a, f** your life
This my third, I died twice, might f** once, but not twice, no
New Jersey drive, hot wire, joy rider
Get a (?), kick her out, sky dive her
d**h Row, only thing that we missing is Suge
I stood over your misses, I'm so misunderstood
I look down at the top of a scalp
Real n***as know what I'm talking about
When she go home you give her mouth to mouth
Two roads diversed, I emerged on a paper route
Rick James, I'll stand on your freaking couch
Bottles of (?), I'm balling; Timothy Couch
I'm in the building, my n***a, I'm in the house
I'm in the building, my n***a, I'm in the house
Embracing my angels, dancing with demons
I'm overdosing; River Phoenix
[Verse 2]
That mean I'm tailing since pale
Flyest thing in the field
Got your b**h naked in heels
Iron steeming my bills
Implemented my game, re-instated that real
Flow is like persian brown, define Hollywood heels
This sh** is genius, how I slide in seamless
Supply the sequence with some G sh**, break it down to pieces
(?) the real, I rock the colosseum
Got n***as with just like Wakim, you couldn't win by cheating
Beasting on anything that you press play
Rotten with (?), stick it intention in the West Bank
Fresh franks, line up the wallet inside the skylids pocket
So if that convo ain't about dollars ain't got time to chop it
Stop it, hater, you don't really know what you're doing
Y'all n***as sweet, who you think you're f**ing fooling?
Heard they out there fronting on the kid
You never know hard that wallet is untill you run into it
[Verse 3]
Beefing whoever we after equals disaster
Uno when it comes to that China, he Zen master
LV the loafer, while sitting on sofa
We bow tie k**ers, cla**y enough for a coaster
Worldwide paper, ho, we globally getting dough
Mami got good brain, I just get it and go
f** these n***as talking, they ain't talking sh**
If we ain't freaking like (?) I just talk to your b**h
I'm from the hood where they pistol play
Shoot who's talking, you could get k**ed over the sh** you say
All I need is a bad b**h with patron and an ounce
Ass fat, and he gotta be good with her mouth
I chase money, N.Y by ways of the south
Tear the town up, a couple of grand, and I'm out
Out, third strike, you're in jeopardy, n***a
About my strikes, blowing that whistle, no referee, n***a
Surving in concrete hard for refugee n***a
You f**ing with me you on (?) the ecstacy, n***a
n***as broke, cut corners, becoming whinos
Know it's a (?) when you clash with a rhino