[Verse 1: RonOfTheIsland]
Mr. Crocker, Open Locker
Timmy Turner, he plays soccer
Smoke the weed where the burner
Just a boy making wishes, talking fish superstitious
Little n***as, they the snitches
Got their hoes and their b**hes
There's the door, for the who*e
s** my dick give me more
I'm a white boy with the guap
Watch the hoes play hopscotch
More like thotscotch, play with my crotch
Singing 10 bands, I got fake fans
They acting like they know what I've been through
They f**ing washed up
They have to get the hell off my territory
Before I tell a story about how a bunch of kids got shot
I mean alot
Poor people, n***as in debt
Dreaming about money there they slept
Where I left, f** the rest
Watch this n***a shake
Do whatever it takes
n***as acting fake
[Hook: RonOfTheIsland]
n***as f**ing fakes
Do whatever it takes
Shut them up
Left them speechless
[Verse 2: Mike T.]
All you boys wanting fame
But yall are lame, what's his name?
First four letters starting with J-A-M-E
He wants to part ways, I get it
But he won't get his way, I get it
Tryna threat me, but it won't work, I get it
Gonna bust you in the head
Your girl giving me head
You hanging by a thread
f** boy dealing with the best
I'm gonna make you go into cardiac arrest
Your girl got no cake, no breasts either
She part of thotsquad
That's a lot too consider, might need to reconsider
Can't even write a simple song
Maybe your afraid you won't get paid
You bum...
[Hook: RonOfTheIsland]