(Verse: Mouse s**s)
Damn girl, you's a thot and a half
And you know your friend's thick, so save a spot in the Jag
Why you popping them tags?
And it's a Honda in fact
But it sounds better on the record if I'm dropping a stack
You with that?
Plus I'm like the literary Nash
Hair Canada, dismantling a track I got from Zach
In fact
The interneters want that old school rap
So I
Pop my gat it goes, Boom Bap, Boom Bap
But I can tell you're high right now
I'm peaking through the window to your mind right now
I'm looking for some chicken and some swine right now
So let me stop the singing fore your high dies out
I'm finding out...
She only thicker cause she grew up in the village
Eating sushi with some villains
Mixing Boosie with some Dilla
Label her a groupie
Hit the movies then the Villa
And she say I must be stupid to compare myself to k**a
Jizzing hard on my jigsaw
My jig's off
Her wig's off
My kicks off
She know I'm that n**-a
Playing something weird on my gui-tar...
Jynx Maze and then lift off you naw mean?
{This is such a dope part. It's madd crispy... like chicken (laughter)}
(Hook x3)
If I found you
We could get down to...
Divas in Aisle 2
Would you be down?