[Verse 1: KYLE] Alright well she thinks I'm in love right Well I Mean f** I shouldn't of gave her that hug right When it comes down to it Every girl in the world wants me though n***a I can look good in a speedo No lie I can see it in her eyes She wants D.i.K From K.i.D doe Way on top of my A game Everyone else way lame Your style has been gone You arrived on that late train You think your cool Like fake chains n***as ain't foreally doe And ain't nobody f**in' with you Fake brands of cereal And I know What these girls think They can just f** with my brain And Make me do what they say But they can't I know Cuz I'm way on top of my flow And shes has nuthing that's inside So I'm out the window Yeah I don't do really girls Who do nuthin but gossip Try to say some nice things Your breath stinks When you talk sh** And thats real [Verse 2: KYLE] Alright well it's K dot i dot D dot damn n***as know that I'm so for real I always k** And I'm always trill And I'm always something these n***as feel I am way up over your head still I'm stacked up with bread still Youre headed nowhere Like running on a treadmill n***as FxL is my team yo Nuthin comes In between bro Super Mitch and Super Chris Theyre all addicted to weed though I am addicted to Gettin it by any and all means I'm not addicted to girls But they're addicted to me Maybe because I got sumthing inside K.i.D is a hell of a guy Youre hell of irrelevant Dealing with I I'm Super Duper n***a right ..... Right? Oh yeah Skinny n***as runnin' sh** Im the f**in' best that's ever f**in' lived in life haha TEXAS HAUS! TRILL NIGHA! CHOP & SCREW DAT, SUPER DUP THAT! AGH!