[Verse 1]
Can someone tell these n***as I am not to be f**ed with
f** a sober get-together, where's the real function
Wrong for that, but I don't know where my bag of f**s went
Walk into your home like "n***a where the d** is?"
Always keep the blunt lit. Wild like I'm crumping
sh** ain't no layup weed, b**h I'm slam dunking
To some of my n***as this is something that I gotta say
If you don't wanna lose your homie, stay the f** out my way
Former misfit, trying to get my dick licked
From a thick b**h...who stay caking like a krimpet...
b**h I'm on a mission
To be the Top Dawg and I ain't talking 'bout Kendrick
b**h I'm Jimi Hendrix. Make a movie with some thicky hippie hipsters
f** their best friends and their sisters
These n***as is my sons, you better call me mister
Sippin orange soda like my name is Vic Mensa
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[Verse 2]
f** these mouthy n***as, filibusters. I'm that Philly busta
Finna bust a nut on any s*uts bu*t after saying "what's up"
A weird f** but I could care less
Jamal King leaves the p**y red like it's embarra**ed
I'm trying to get the rap game off, "are you there yet?"
'Cus I'm cumming soon on a laptop near you
Hotter than June. My ego is huge, as well as my dick. She wet as monsoons
Make her precipitate, gravity dissipates. On cloud nine and blowing your mind
Running like a faucet while these n***as look exhausted
I've got flow you will never menopause it
Got a problem, solve it. Feed a vegan sausage
Illest and the realest, make you nauseous. Be cautious
Got your girl doing anything. I'm a Klondike
From the hood where n***as shoot guns and ride bikes
Paparazzi b**hes twatching. Taking shots on sight
Rise of the underdogs. n***a it is our time
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