[Verse 1: Dana Coppafeel]
Yeah, check
Yeah my sh** is always going to post because I'm after facts
You got the Jewish type flow you should Pa**over rap
Watch me how I do this
My reality show no cameras around just reality flow
I can't stop till my salary grows
And get a piece of lint
And plant seeds where the celery grows
I fertilizer and decompose
And over scavenger poems f**er
I'm on my do or die sh** my one try sh**
Look you in the eye b**h
My b**h is in the shower cleaning out her privates
And when I flip the script it looks like rocket science
How I am lifting off
I light the L and I mix the cough
The final level chillin' with the boss
So when you come in contact just expect a loss
I spread em out like pizza sauce the pizzeria
For beats I eats them all
And watch the kid how he teach ‘em all
The Good Reverend how I reach em all with The Good Book
And good word in the kitchen ya good cook
Smoking good herb getting the stoned to the maxamilly
I take T-bobs but I asked for chili
And big ups to the cats who f**ing with me
You'll be the first in the ride when I'm driving Bentley
I'd rather give em love than a reason to resent me
I giving all the props till the motherf**ers empty
[Hook X2]
Yeah
Cause I'm back up on my rap sh**
I make it look good call me Brad Pitt
[Interlude]
More pizza rolls
Vegetarian, grab some of those vegetarian BBQ wings
You know what I'm saying, extra cheese
Ya throw that up, throw that up
Throw that sh** up. (Drugs)
[Hook X2]
[Scratches]
5000 thousand dollars
[Outro]
And your mama's ugly
Let this one ride Mammyth