(Ted Ma**ena) (VERSE)
You raping s*uts
I'm taping s*uts
You raping s*uts
I'm taping s*uts
Counting paper , paper cuts
Cause I got my paper up
The Bat cave
I picked her up
Not difficult
She sniff the coke
On the fishing boat
It's a mission dough
Her fishing net
My fishing coat
Guess the fisher price
If you need a *QWOOHf*
You get a quote
Invest some more
I'm invisible
I got principles
Artistic flow
Than I switch it...
HOE!
They in my kitchen dough
They trying to get some dope
I'm trying to get my own
Hebsbelagsshdj
(Carson) (VERSE)
The van's tinted, I don't even know who's in it
Smoke deep, low key, in the land of lifted
God damn Uncle Sam be a man on a mission
When I see them dollars missin' I already know who sniffing
White power trip got me loose as sh**
Got a drawer full of condoms and some lubricant
But I'm too stressed out to be doing sh** so I'm sit right here I ain't moving sh**
That whiskey smell got me sick as hell ima be here a while homie wish me well
Need a wishing well, and a 5th to sell, them Christians might send this to hell
But ima tell em to
Got a mean appetite for the revenue don't need a weapon when I'm heading through
Just know that I'm ahead of you
b**h I'm tryna settle in
Catch me you might need evidence
Catch this you might need seven hands
Breath mean don't speak Might need a peppermint