[Intro]
Hopped up out the bed, turned my swag on
Took a look in the mirror say wa**up?
Yeah, I'm getting money
[Verse 1]
Stepped off AC Transit, said f** you to the driver
I'm boutta start a tour, put some rubbers on my rider
Big nose, big dick though, and no I'm not a liar
I leave you like some old kicks thrown up on a wire
My clothes ain't sh**, only the d** I sell designer
I'm crusin' in the mountains bumping Big Tymers
Cruisin' off to Cali, driving over ice and sh**
To push weight in the valley, damn I can barely drive this sh**
[Hook]
Found on road dead
Breaking news, the greatest rapper, found on road dead
Breaking news, a tragedy, found on road dead
Keep the work in the back of my Taurus, of chorus
[Bridge]
And I don't pop molly I smoke Rob Ford
And I don't pop molly I smoke Rob Ford
And I don't pop molly I smoke Rob Ford
I can't afford to snort my sh** cause I'm poor
And I don't pop molly I smoke Rob Ford
And I don't pop molly I smoke Rob Ford
And I don't pop molly I smoke Rob Ford
Rap game f**ed up, boy, f** you think I do crack for?
[Verse 2]
My b**h is a stallion, she tells me that I'm gorgeous
From the city where white people driving Porsches
I leave the bricks behind the bodies in my fortress
And when they start to smell I dump 'em in the forest
I'm doped up in a national park
Lighting up that blue dragon with a magical spark
Say I rap for losers, fine, but that sh**'s a art
I provide the perfect balance of sad sh** and snark
I'm tryna live fat like gluteus maximus
An all white mansion with a pool in the back of it
Pa** me your demo tape, dude, I'mma crack the disk
You might rap better but ain't truly as pa**ionate
[Hook]