[Intro, DZA, ad-libbing:] DZA...Twelvyy...cool sh** *La musica de Harry Fraud.* Riiiighht... [Verse 1: Smoke DZA] Colder than a motherf**er; dead body flow I be so, good on the bullsh**, adios. The maricons Is not in my league, no exceptions though I'm Eskimo, on this medicinal They k**ing theyselves with that ore-ga-no! That kind a' bud, that's the sh** I don't light; Try to be kind and pa** it off to me, I stomp it out on sight What the lick read? Tribal sh**, Indian head on my Rugby, n***a it's the big chief, fly as sh**, just enjoy this sh** Until I'm six feet, high as sh** — I live on cloud nine; And every time you see me know my outfit's Columbine: k**a n***as talkin' 'bout fly sh**, but them so-called fly n***as jack my sh** Talk about me so much your ho jumped on my dick! [Hook:] You sense my cool, you see my j**els, you see they're *better* You know my style got you like wow, you know it's *better* Nothing like them other n***as, cause we're *better* It ain't hardly competition [Twelvyy, ad-libbing:] Yeah man We on some wild lucky an' sh**, just pa** me them.. I ain't giving a f**. Yo! Yo!... [Verse 2: ASAP Twelvyy] I was smoking outside — almost caught a ticket Feds taking pictures, middle fingers I be flipping Balling like I'm Pippen, cross the border I be dipping through the water like I'm fishing I done caught her if she missing They caught a n***a pissing off of offices so listen I be offin' sh** 'n dissing, I don't care for competition I be soaring, they be blazing, couple of foreign b**hes naked Lay 'em down, let me plank 'em, drop 'em off — you can save 'em You can never try to play me, I, feed ya b**h my babies I ain't got it all I'm crazy, I'm a product of the 80's, I remind 'em of the 80's, cuz I'm charming and I'm wavy See my shades say Versace, 'n all the sweats are by the Maison. [Hook, x2:] You sense my cool, you see my j**els, you see they're *better* You know my style got you like wow, you know it's *better* Nothing like them other n***as, cause we're *better* It ain't hardly competition