Haters always in the way
So i need to get me a Holiday
I just want to get far away
Stack dough to get me a cartier
Haters need to watch there mouth
b**h I live in the west but i was born in South
Got packs like Santa shout out my elfs
I love Girls with there a**'s out
And i can see there p**y and there a**crack
Ive got a hard dick i know you want that
We can f** in the booth and smoke cheese like we lab rats
Switching positions i know how you like that
Tryna get me some sponsors
Head full of these Monsters
24 packs like a box of Fosters
Sell the whole pack give half to my mama
Can't switch to a colt ima stick to the llama
You f** boys do not want drama
Cos your be Flatline when we run up on you
Your be Flatline when we slide thru in the phantom
f** about ill k** you over a Tenner
I shine bright ever night like I'm a Lantern
These boys ain't sh** not even pampers
My boys come out with straight bangers
f** the opps and f** cancer
These shots will have the opps dancing
Your b**h on my co*k she noes that im handsome