Four score
Lotta years ago
Fine aussie lady had a bad b**h
And she grew to be me
f** a dime, I’m a dollar
Katsuya lunch
b**h dine at Kitana
Rattle, Dolce and Gabanna
Diapers k**in' your expenses
Bottle’s Hermes, b**h
If I burp that spit expensive
Wrong, k** a b**h with the heels
D.O.A when I step for realz
Ill, rap a ho in hole
This ain’t whole, ot’s just a drill
I’m on the stars
I’m gone no more more waitin
I know sh** ain’t fair
No chocolate bacon
Raping bars, I know
Throw that b**h in jail
Give a ho that L
Bout to roll that L. Thomas Westly
Iggy swelll
Pockets swell, overweight
Bank obese, plenty cake
I’m a grind till I erase
Decent work for decent pay
He might just beats, no, not Dre
I need that love like Christian Grey
TrapGold Queen, you hoes in a corner
Jet, jet, mansion, in that order, yes
f** it, Diplo, I need more
Don’t need no drank
Don’t need no smoke
Real white girl, I am the coke
I hang with white b**hes
I roll with black b**hes
I got them asians and them latins
In the trap b**hes
Oh yeah, you rap b**hes?
This sh** a wrap b**hes
My name be climbing up them poles
Make it clap b**hes
Thought I was gone?
I’m here for ten mo'
It’s pronunced “Iggy”, b**h
And he is Diplo