[Verse 1 - Domo Genesis:] Live from the city of jealous n***as and bourgie-a** b**hes Where you ain't gettin' love 'less you swimmin' that riches Check who weather the heat and still standin' in the kitchen Caught all attention, just consider this my premonition Back when n***as was stunting, I would just stand there and listen Made a switch in my position, now look who you fend to mention Approach with such a position, just lookin' like lounge mode Put yourself in my shoes and you get room like clown toes Since I been winnin' it's been daps and pounds, yo And everybody wanna come creepin' around so I play it like a veteran, stayin' in my element Haters are irrelevant, I'm better than I've ever been Wolf Gang in every f**in' facet that I represent Loiter at the door to success until they let us in b**h, I'm in the booth mixin' up the medicine Make a mess of the track, send litter life lettermans If I left, then I'm back, but I don't think that I ever did Was on the road, doin' shows, I was gettin' gella grip Pimp hand strong on these hoes, I ain't never slipped I be out in every f**in' city that you never in [Interlude - Domo Genesis:] Holdin' mine down, I won't be back until I'm very rich [Verse 2 - Tyler the Creator:] I'm from the city of n***as that get grizz-ills and bitties With really sh**ty cosmetically hit titties It's, dope is what I been spark, second then my pen start Bringin' back that crack sh** like Amy Wine's skidmarks Now sit it in a pamper, Yonk went viral Price up a 'Preme camper, now I got a buncha White b**hes, tour bus lookin' like a f**in' hamper Dick went postal now my pa**port is stamped up See if white kids in f**in' Europe understand him Radical's the anthem, turn the f**in' amps up Hot sh**, it's mosh pits, stage dive, crowd surf Lookin' like I'm throwin f**in' tantrums Thanks to label crackers now I'm ballin' like it's cancer Cause being broke is uncool, buddy, get your aunt f**ed, Golf Wang (Goblin was a disappointment) Yeah, right sh** dropped, I bought a house that night While you was at home leavin' comments tryna pay ya bill I was on tour makin' some grands, findin' time to k** Wakin' up in different countries sayin' "Yo, this is real?" Yes it is, awesome, got another f**in' check again Crossin' that mainstream border man I am such a Mexican Now my exes be textin' me up to give me neck again But I'm too f**in' busy with the rap game, 'preckin it Evident, that I need my muthaf**in' medicine But I don't spend all my f**in' money on a therapist Ever since, my f**in'.. I don't wanna talk about it No, leave me alone, I don't wanna talk about it, it's too personal