[Intro: Hodgy]
I f**ed this flow
[Verse 1: Hodgy Beats]
This is my electronic press kit, I hot as some fresh sh**
n***a recollect b**h, grow grey hairs, don't stress it
I text message, messages to f**in' estrogen
She lets me in, I s** her then she s**ier than my leather vans
Cause I never am purchasing, reimbursing your courtesy
Put your body on the curb to work the street, I hearse the streets
Heard she sweet, she Hershey's sweet but me I'm extravagant
Hop on the bandwagon kid, I'm about to tell you some tragic sh**
The love is lost and the d** they cost, in the studio mixing raw
b**hes sh** in my drawers like you piss in my drawers
n***a my dick's in her jaw
I'm Wes Snipes with lead pipes, don't dabble with the apple
Cause a swagga like mine turn them apples into Snapple
f** the pick of the raffle, king of the castle
n***a, Genghis Khan mansion, we the Marilyn Manson
Making money in the present, it be safe for my grandsons
African drums for when the champ come, b**h
[Verse 2: Domo Genesis]
Suicide watch n***a, k** yourself
Opposition who? n***a reveal yourself
How you steal our swag and figure you still yourself?
Splinter Cell creeping in this b**h, you couldn't feel the stealth
Wolves are prowling, hunger at its f**ing best
I'm a beast like the gorilla head that is on my chest
Please let me flex, I'm going off I need some f**in' bread
Drugs are green, my b**hes white and tonight I need f**in' head
Excuse our swag, I'm tryna tone it down like Jenny Craig
Fresh to d**h then I guess we looking like the living dead
Oh sh**, yo b**h, look at how I'm doing you
b**hes on my dick but look at me I'm f**ing beautiful
n***as tryna figure out, but all I hear in my interviews
Is why this so cool? You n***as are so unusual
Wolf Gang, point me to a n***a I should prove it to
Under pressure, we just stand in the middle like hula hoops
[Bridge: Hodgy Beats]
The fortress is fortified (b**h)
Money in my pockets like I'm 45, Hodgy Beats recording live
b**h I be surely high and I don't need wings to fly
I'm the air with the pigs, Left Brain, Domo Genesis
[Verse 3: Tyler the Creator]
Knock-knock, who's there? It's me
Your girlfriend had a really nice meeting with my dick (What?)
I k**ed that p**y and grabbed that knife
Now I got real authentic cheetah print sh** (n***a, you're a liar)
n***a don't believe me, kiss your lady
And boy, you're gonna get them heebie jeebies?
n***a my dick stay way disease-y, I make it look easy
51-50, I'm off the Heezy, you ain't got no f**in' Yeezy?
(5 albums, 100 songs, and you ain't got no f**in' Yeezy?
I bet you got some J-Kwon, you ain't got no f**in Yeezy?)
Came in the game like Speedy Gonzalez, I'm f**in' Looney
See these girls talkin' all that sh** (What?)
I'm just tryna see some tits (What?)
Let's get it poppin' like, MC Lyte, around some dykes
I'm, out this b**h like hocus pocus
And me and Lucas got a couple of pickles
And met up with some b**hes, gave 'em cum on their dimples
Then my dick went limp so, took about 3 pills of Extenzo
Now my dick's longer than a 5 door limo
Harder than a soft right hook from kimbo on PCP and cilantro
When I'm with your b**h I'm like, "Where my dick go?"
Now she think I'm 'bout to eat her whole
Enchilada, I gotta lotta that 'Preme and I'm paying nada
It seems that I'm product placement but I'm not I'm just f**in' awesome
Yo mama look like a ugly (f** you) loser