[Intro, DZA, ad-libbing:]
DZA...Twelvyy...cool sh**
*La musica de Harry Fraud.*
Riiiighht...
[Verse 1: Smoke DZA]
Colder than a motherf**er; dead body flow
I be so, good on the bullsh**, adios. The maricons
Is not in my league, no exceptions though
I'm Eskimo, on this medicinal
They k**ing theyselves with that ore-ga-no!
That kind a' bud, that's the sh** I don't light;
Try to be kind and pa** it off to me, I stomp it out on sight
What the lick read? Tribal sh**, Indian head on my Rugby,
n***a it's the big chief, fly as sh**, just enjoy this sh**
Until I'm six feet, high as sh** — I live on cloud nine;
And every time you see me know my outfit's Columbine: k**a
n***as talkin' 'bout fly sh**, but them so-called fly n***as jack my sh**
Talk about me so much your ho jumped on my dick!
[Hook:]
You sense my cool, you see my j**els, you see they're *better*
You know my style got you like wow, you know it's *better*
Nothing like them other n***as, cause we're *better*
It ain't hardly competition
[Twelvyy, ad-libbing:]
Yeah man
We on some wild lucky an' sh**, just pa** me them..
I ain't giving a f**. Yo! Yo!...
[Verse 2: ASAP Twelvyy]
I was smoking outside — almost caught a ticket
Feds taking pictures, middle fingers I be flipping
Balling like I'm Pippen, cross the border
I be dipping through the water like I'm fishing
I done caught her if she missing
They caught a n***a pissing off of offices so listen
I be offin' sh** 'n dissing, I don't care for competition
I be soaring, they be blazing, couple of foreign b**hes naked
Lay 'em down, let me plank 'em, drop 'em off — you can save 'em
You can never try to play me, I, feed ya b**h my babies
I ain't got it all I'm crazy, I'm a product of the 80's,
I remind 'em of the 80's, cuz I'm charming and I'm wavy
See my shades say Versace, 'n all the sweats are by the Maison.
[Hook, x2:]
You sense my cool, you see my j**els, you see they're *better*
You know my style got you like wow, you know it's *better*
Nothing like them other n***as, cause we're *better*
It ain't hardly competition