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