[Verse 1]
In truth I'm just a cool cat
If you want it then I got it, best believe that
And if I got it I'll be low-key, A-flat
They got powder on the stove no Ajax
Flip a rack and get two pack that's how you make that paper stack
Ain't nobody taught me I just learned it through the grinding
n***as dying it's a shame, common sense just ain't that common
Commas come and go and so do hoes and 90s like a warzone
Man I'm rough around the edges, that make me a blood diamond?
Either way I'm still a gem
I hope my lungs take no offense
My circle tight, I need no more friends
I need-I need like a whole zip to myself, n***a
Need the sticky icky, type to make you have to grab the scissors
Sticky got her open, now she spread them legs just like a scissors
If you got a cake and you can't twerk then I ain't f**in' with ya, Like that
That's like having the mic and not rap
That's like hearing this beat and not snap
How could you not snap
You know my name but believe me player I don't ever slack
It's the super-duper stoner
If I wrote and I said it then it's "D'oh" like Homer
If you sleeping on my now then stay yo a** up in that coma
I don't need ya, I don't want ya
47 packs a day of straight AK marijuana
This easy though, R.I.P. to Steezy though
He told my keep my third eye open
Watch out for them sleazy hoes
Joey that's my brother, if you need the follow up then let me know
I got you covered, mane
Progressive Era playa, that's who we are
Just hit my connect over at G-Star
I'm freestyling now, I'm having fun, sh**
Buying drinks and I ain't even 21, b**h
I just f**ed Cadi 'bout a week ago
My mom caught me cause that b**h was screaming though
[Outro]
B4.DA.$$ mane
Look out for B4.DA.$$, keep them eyeballs peeled, cuz
It's the motherf**ing super slacker