In the city giving titties motorboats
Laughing at the older folks in itty-bitty overcoats
Keep both of my shoulders cold, cold case, folders closed
Spinning 'til the rotor's broke, tube socks, coldest toes
Skating 'til I'm odor soaked
Wash it off with molded soap
Chicks be on the snow patrol, I give 'em the code for no
Pockets getting fatter but my taxes got me noted broke
Illy 'cause I'm really feeling loaded bro
I have to propose a toast, chicks try to hold me close
Really I'm just trying to poke a hole, gross I know
But she's trying to kick it 'cause she knows I got that doper flow
Socially with bolder folks, appropriately known to boast
Dope fasho, whoa
Got to have one rolled when we go to shows
And keep it wavy like we floating boats
Shady like we blowing blow, pay me like you owe me dough
Ladies on the totem pole but facing me toe to toe, stoked to go
See the chicks we with really wouldn't go for those
Only rock stolen clothes or cop 'em for lower dough, bruh
I said we don't really go for those
Only rock stolen clothes or cop 'em for lower dough