[Verse 1: Fluffy T]
Faster than The Flash smash goes the club and
Everybody's laughing while your party isn't lasting
So we're gonna pedal past ya 'cause we don't be giving a f**
So you better give it up and you've got to get the picture
'cause we are spittin mean, we're like Edward Gein
And we're leaving you a little disfigured
The smash crew makes French ladies say "buongiorno"
The Wizard delivers the sick lines, your sh**'s DiGiorno
Got the girlies up to my dorm (oh)
Under the covers so I'm keeping them warm (oh)
A little time has pa**ed
And after autographing 'em
They're giddy 'cause they wanna perform
So it goes, another day in the life of a motherf**ing G
That's genius and I mean this
You really oughtta stop 'cause you cannot compete with the SC
As the sun goes down and we're out to seize the darkness
But the lights are all around
And the volume of our sound
Is shaking the apartment
You know I'm still here
But my mind was gone about an hour ago
It may be difficult to see or feel or hear
But the night is ours
So if you're standing
Then I've got to give you props
'cause I was only feeling right
About a quarter of the night
And now I'm feeling like I might just drop
[Hook]
I don't be giving a what, I don't be I don't be giving a f**
I don't be giving a what, I don't be I don't be giving a f**
I don't be giving a what, I don't be I don't be giving a f**
I was only feeling right
About a quarter of the night
And now I'm feeling like I might just drop
I don't be giving a what, I don't be I don't be giving a f**
I don't be giving a what, I don't be I don't be giving a f**
So if you're standing then I've got to give you props
'cause I was only feeling right
About a quarter of the night
And now I'm feeling like I might just drop
[Verse 2: Snow J]
These just the demos that you swallow
But damn diablo, I
Had a bit of grippin of the villain
When I spit a little bit of this hot a** sh**, I'ma
Take it till I make it like I'm wakin up with hunnnies
On the bills in the bed
Havin 'em f**in me silly till I'm good and dead
I'm rollin in the red like
Volcanoes with one too many off days
I'm pissed off in six ways
Often we f**ing up faces
Cleaning up like Billy Mays
And we aimin for f**in amazing
Now this game's a stone maze
And you definitely goin the wrong way
[Verse 3: Timm Wizard]
That pisses me the f** off
All you girls on molly sayin that you're sorry
When you act up
Thinkin there's no repercussions
For slipping and spilling that giant-a** cup of soda and vodka on my hardwood floor
So you f**in [?]
Better pucker your lips and pony that sh** the f** up
I heard you're moving to California
Well it's that way
Hitchhiking will make you discover some trucker named Greg
Who is limping and living in some sketchy part of the Bay
Pissed off about the Oakland A's (cause they lost)
SMASHCLUB got the [?] for days (cause we boss)
The liquor's got Snowy J leanin'
Like Marty McFly with Parkinson's on the weekend