Why ya'll trippin', I'm just fine.
Wont ya'll clowns waste my time.
I ain't slept in a weeek, boss b**h grind.
Grown a** bald n***as blow my high.
Blow my high, blow my high.
Blow my high, blow my high.
I ain't slept in a week boss b**h grind.
Wont let ya'll clowns waste my time.
Squares everywhere, so my circle small.
What ya'll stand for remind me of a of Urkel fall.
Ya geek out swag screen, I'mma urk you out, clowned out, fake G's, Mark who, dog?
I'm so tired of ya'll popping big sh**.
Real G's don't talk, that b**h sh**.
Them p**y's let them lips lose for a quick lick, treat them like a prostitute, slick Rick.
Daum, caught this one clown with his man sh** on.
But he steady, pump fakin', we advance, get guns.
That sh** just blew my high.
I sweat this n***a's trippin' off that ooh lala.
Why ya'll trippin', I'm just fine.
Wont ya'll clowns waste my time.
I ain't slept in a weeek, boss b**h grind.
Grown a** bald n***as blow my high.
Blow my high, blow my high.
Blow my high, blow my high.
I ain't slept in a week boss b**h grind.
Wont let ya'll clowns waste my time.