[Verse 1: NxG] I'm on my RIP Van Winkle sh** Back in my old hood, but everything was different Trundle through the forest and shoot the sh** with a chorus I haven't seen Gladys in a minute But Huff Gang is going up We the clique you run from when push comes to shove Had a show on Sunday so I tried to give a f** But lost it in a chick on my way to the damn club And we k**ed that sh**, now we adding to the roster Welcome Ex Monk to the squad he the top notch And only slobbing on his nob his the cream of the crop That's Huff Fanatics and they drop when we tell them Beluga Boys swimming in the beast's belly seldom sans blessings If you find us at the barrel bottom crawling, know it's Huff Gang [Verse 2: Pick] Ooooo, long blades, I gotta mow the lawn Long days, where my youth gone I saw your cousin yesterday Lookin' all green like a snake, but I forgot his name Paid $80 dollars to look homeless Google my name and I'll buy you a f**in' Chromebook I tongue kiss her and speak in tongues, the speakers on When I end a verse, I'm walking off the speech is done Are you proud of me? Probably, I'm so self absorbed I'm smoking leaves off my family tree, don't pander me Paddlin' in the stream of conscious never dockin' it Takin trips, Spakin' it, throwin' down with my opposite Your rhymes obsolete, IBM flow Lookin' through an Ivy lens so Technically, I got a tech in my dresser You a pest if you pessimistic, don't listen just bless up