[Verse 1: Borgore]
This game lookin so mean (so mean)
Purple smell like that lean (that lean)
Bad b**hes flockin
Leather's not rockin
True leeches on while my chain stays close
Chilling with the captain, chilling with the goose
Getting b**hes drunk, getting b**hes loose
Shows up as a rich b**h living as a gore who*e
All the b**hes love me cuz I'm mother f**ing BORGORE!
Purple smell like that lean