[Verse 1: Abz]
Tell 'em I want all the cash
Milk the f*cking promoters just like they f**ing cows
On some Marai sh**
Free pa**es to who I'm probably with
I want all my n***as walking around with a bottle of fifth
Trust me
I can afford missing the show
Packed enough dough for a Honda accord
Have a clear goal that my answer is no
So stop trying to convince me
I don't need the publicity
Nor the exposure
Only money to turn this public transport into a tour bus
It's real like that
Live lavish through investments not just spending my cash
Grown man sh**
Tell these mother f**ers s** my d*ck
Ain't nobody pimping this caterpillar like no trick
Price set holla for mic check if you got my cheque
[Verse 2: Abz]
Faded
Pupils dilated
Jaded
Trust me I will like my son Jaden
Sniff this line of Miley Cyrus like this night is a movie
But Just to write tunes as a looney
While I'm at it
Might just rob a Kardashian
And get fat as Robert Kardashian
Or maybe kidnap his sister
Hold her ransom for beats from Kanye to the
West and mansion
A deal and a phantom
Be the main nuisance of one of his tantrums
That'll get me attention
Or hack Instagram hoes to post me a mention
Thoughts of an intoxicated starving artist
Too far gone to see just where I started
Just promise me nobody would know
And I would do this free show with some coronas to go