[Verse 1]
Look, I'ma get to this money
I want it more than you
The way I'm serving these rappers
They need to order food
But they ain't giving out tips
So I think they're sort of rude
I torture you
Drink Captain Morgan
Got a distorted view of life
f** with me and get messy
It's like a p**no shoot
Your girl blow me cause I'm hot
Like porridge soup
Now, get to know me
But I'm not gonna force you to
Boy, I'm like Kobe with the shot
I don't score a few a lot
I drop 50 on wack artists
Saying wack raps
Then, I bust on your queen
Like I'm playing blackjack
You saying SASS wack
Nah, take it back fast
They pay me fat stacks
For what I write on this paperback pad
They gay, I laugh at 'em
Give 'em swirlies and noogies
Me against the world so don't push me
Want a girl with the p**y
That take away the stress
I'm only smoking the best
Blunt got me choking, holding my chest
I don't guess that you're gonna contest
Now, let me bring it back
Every single track [?]
Like a pringles pack
I can sing or rap
f**
Head ain't straight like a wrinkled hat
Control her like puppets
But we f**ing no strings attached
Yeah, we f**ing no strings attached
Control her like puppets
But we f**ing no strings attached
Tell me what you think of that
[Verse 2]
I got that loud pack
And i smoke with my family
I rip rappers
And eat like I'm opening candy
Now take a seat
Because I know you can't stand me
I'm a different breed
You wanna start something?
I'll get the keys
Yeah I'm in the building
And I'm sorry I didn't clean
I'm focused on bigger schemes
Hoping to live this dream
Maybe it's hopeless
Because nobody's noticed I'm spitting mean
I'm making 'em come back
Got that dope sh** that b**hes need
You's a fiend
I'm mixing up sodas and sipping lean
Well, no im not
But the way that this dosia's hitting me
I'm a Tower of Pisa
Smoke the sourest reefer
Take a coward and teach him
Just how [?]
I'm not bowing to Jesus
I'm looking down at my sneakers
Wondering what the f**'s the reason
That we're even here breathing
I saw myself dying
And I just leave him there bleeding
This ain't even rapping
It's something much deeper I can't explain
Aliens, please come and save me
This planet's lame
Your plan is plain
I'm bout to bust
My pants is stained
I just can't sustain
I mean, I can handle pain
Have 'em chant this name on TV
I'll switch when the channels change
Whenever I land in fame
My head'll get big
But I got an outstanding brain
I can think for myself
I'm drinking, on the brink of my health
These bad decisions leave me sinking in hell
Oh well
As long as I live my life to the fullest
My finger wrapped around the trigger
And I'm likely to pull it
Biting the bullet
Because this life is just bullsh**
I'm hunting down all these rappers
Without the license to do it
Holy sh**
Homie quit
Inappropriate dose of opiates
I'm the dopiest, floating
And I know that I'm known as the lonely kid
My life couldn't get worse
I'm getting burnt like a Sony disc