[Verse 1: Art Mansion]
Art Mansion, they start dancing, I finish verses they start clapping
Eye-to-eye with my main ones, I build 'em up, "aye-aye" captain
'Cos back then nobody rapping now everybody gon' start writing
I build careers they backtracking, they stealing sh** like hot wiring
Know I'm s'posed to be lil' bro now lil' bro doing big shows
Lil' bro is the real reason that half the brothers gon' eat though
Everybody know Art Mansion, everybody love Art Mansion
Everybody got a hard question, got a hard dick she start smashing
Yeah I do a little a rap thing too man, yeah they do a little rap thing cute man
Only been about a year or two man, and already making moves for the movement
I ain't stressing if you do what I do, you can dress how I do, you can flex how I do
But you not really testing the crew, but you not really making the moves that I do
But you don't really work till you ache in your shoes, but your tracks ain't making a cue
b**h gon' pay for the view, yeah pull up with the tool
Sip champagne in the pool, yeah I got apes in the zoo
Yeah I go off with the zoot, yeah I just copped me the coupe
b**h I copped me the coupe, yeah and it came with the juice
Yeah and it came with the juice
[Verse 2: Morph]
Tuffboy yeah we in this b**h again
Pop a Xan, Competition Orange are my only friends
Do my thing damn I'm still a youngin' why you acting vexed, aye?
Damn I'm from another land, I bet that they see me they see me on 'gram
Spend a few racks then I'm making it back
Only f** with a b**h if she is tanned, f** around and make her wear a sweatband
They see Toyotomi they know he's the man
Pull up on Tuffboys you know that's a mess, we f** up the game like we playing some chess
Number one son, yeah, I still be f**ing young
Got my team on my back and we do this sh** for fun
Toyotomi weigh a tonne from the f**ing money sum
Never had a hunnid round drum b**h, your Mummy fat like f**
Give her the burger she eat it up, like yuck, Bailey keep a sodie pop tucked
Don't f** around boy we'll mess you up, don't f** around boy we'll mess you up
Emergency purposes, b**h she be thirsty, she nerdy, she love it, she dirty
My music be sturdy, she act like she thirty she actually curvy like damn
b**h I'm the man, don't f** with my mans
Damn I'm in high demand, oh yes I am
Been a Tuffboy and you know I got plans, know I got plans
Mona Lisa that's my mamacita, she an art piece like a wild cheetah
Going hard like I'm Derek Jeter, I pull up in a two-seater
Rap so cold you need a heater, b**h you need a heater when I'm on the meter
Lil' Morph spazzing so hard, b**h I want to flex into some Goyard
See me driving in a foreign car, not a Maserati, b**h a Mazda