Tire marks, tire marks, finish line with the fire marks
When the relay starts I'm a runaway slave-master
sh**tin' on the past gotta spit it like a pastor
After, bash her, did it like doe like dasher, faster-motorbike faster
Iggy gotta get a b**h watch for my rapture
White b**h go, 'bout to blow like the wind
Penthouse too, roof top at the Wynn
When I win, when I win I win, no when I wid 'em they good like shin
Got hoes on call, got hoes on call to come through take a pro-to-call
Just damagin' that's my protocol
Dismantle ya, Australians on Slauson, no camera, I don't care who you are
No condom rap gotta give it to you raw
Pitchfork point, better pa** me the joint
Gotta twist this beat I'ma sprain my joint
Straight crack rock, ball till I pop, pop
Pull my trigger, Rap City, no Tigga
Yeah shorty do it illa' I'm raw no Digga'
What's my muthaf**in' name it's Iggy not Jigga
Don't compare me to her, throw the b**h in the ditch
Ruff ruff ho, k** the b**h I'm Vick
Sewed the game up stapled up in a stitch
Click-click pow D.R.U.G.S. gang, my clique
Look at my heels LV on it, ignorant art, everybody on it
Everybody want it, 666 got a three-car garage, driveway be The Omen
Boss like Cohen
Hate me, Chordz 3D can't see me
Pockets better than a H3, I don't see you like mace-me, ugh
D.R.U.G.S - click oh and we on - hater
On these hoes hairs no activator, who*es f** up when he activate-her
Cuz I'm goin' out with my hand raised
'Bout to smack, smack, smack till my hand cave
On the b**h-made, honey I'm paid, I'ma get laid f** yer man cave
Ya act like ya real, be real, son
Kinda spaced-out you b**hes be duckin'
Better than ya girl, than the best, make the competition rest
Unless it's s**, no less, I'ma f** the whole game, I'm best
With my strap on, my vibrator, 'bout to Bust-a-Rhyme, no violator
Course no, I'ma feel myself
I'm a masturbator like "uh uh uh uh, f** me, f** me"
Now I'm off beat, my head hurts, I murk sh**, I gets paper
Wash my mouth, I curse like a sailor - b**h!
[Outro: YG]