[Hook: RAYGUN]
But all bullsh** aside
This ain't some kind of pastime
I just kick lines to pa** time
So don't ask if I got time, for you my love
I'm still trynna rid my brain of all of these bugs
Like a test taker, I keep my eyes on my own paper
Don't forget the lies they make up
Trynna divide my cake up
They faker than some makeup
I guess it's time to wake up
But I'll show you frat bros how
[Verse 1: RAYGUN]
Like XO, straight hexing hoes
I got deals going on out in Mexico
And I barely speak Spanglish
Cut'em with bad language
Smother the fuego flow with some winter blankets
And the piggies roll deep in my sleep and I'm rolling up my sleeves
Honestly the cuffs don't fit the wrist of this kid
The description's a bit different
I won't go backwards like hats on Limp Bizkit
I missed it, and by it, I mean the funny part
Cause walking through the storm is exactly how the money starts
They got no heart
Just a bunch of bad intentions
So I creep by myself in the 8th dimension
[Hook: RAYGUN]
But all bullsh** aside
This ain't some kind of pastime
I just kick lines to pa** time
So don't ask if I got time, for you my love
I'm still trynna rid my brain of all of these bugs
Like a test taker, I keep my eyes on my own paper
Don't forget the lies they make up
Trynna divide my cake up
They faker than some makeup
I guess it's time to wake up
But I'll show you frat bros how
They faker than some makeup
I guess it's time to wake up
But I'll show you frat bros how