[Verse]
Paid off the presi I feel like a lobbyist, a Saudi Wahhabi-ist
They struggle to swallow my co*kiness, I came back to bruise your esophagus
Head shots, I just body sh**, she ain’t foreign, that’s a body kit
If sh** is too good to be true then the outcome is obvious, it prolly is
I’m in California house shoppin’, I remember I was couch hoppin’
Still slippin’, still poppin’, whoa, f** it I ain’t never stoppin’, no
Yeah they in love with my frequency, she a freak and I need the sh** frequently
I got a main b**h, got a side b**h and I hate ’em both equally
Hakeem ‘The Dream’ Olajuwon, dapper don with the fashion, I’m Dapper Dan
I fly her to Vegas to spend the night, then she s** my dick at the Hakkasan
Wit’ her eyes closed, that’s a blind date, call it blind faith, ’til my eyes roll
Like a spiral and they dilate while she gyrate on my gyro
Fire flow, pyro, I snap back, Cairo, like when Mike said ‘thpinal’
I’m the rap black rhino but the batch albino, I know
It’s so profound, they lost and I won’t slow down
Oh yeah my flow so foul, I spell studio with no vowels, think
4:30 in the socal, woke up shakin’ on the cold towels, broke down
I got nowhere left to go now, I got nothin’ left to show now, slow down
But [?] with your whole sound, there must’ve been enough to go ’round
Man f** it that’s my old style so it don’t count
Gold crowns, no smiles, kings and prophets from my hometown
Held me down so I don’t drown, I swear the irony is profound
Wish I knew then what I know now, blind trust
k** for you ’til the nine rust, wake up just to earn ’til we burn and turn to fine dust
And the f**in’ urn is what defines us, mind f**, mine’s f**ed
Your mind could never do what mine does, back when Belly couldn’t buy lunch
A pill was less than a meal, it kick harder when you mix the Hawaiian Punch
I guess this is what I signed up for, 3, 2, 1, time’s up