[Verse 1: RonOfTheIsland] Mr. Crocker, Open Locker Timmy Turner, he plays soccer Smoke the weed where the burner Just a boy making wishes, talking fish superstitious Little n***as, they the snitches Got their hoes and their b**hes There's the door, for the who*e s** my dick give me more I'm a white boy with the guap Watch the hoes play hopscotch More like thotscotch, play with my crotch Singing 10 bands, I got fake fans They acting like they know what I've been through They f**ing washed up They have to get the hell off my territory Before I tell a story about how a bunch of kids got shot I mean alot Poor people, n***as in debt Dreaming about money there they slept Where I left, f** the rest Watch this n***a shake Do whatever it takes n***as acting fake [Hook: RonOfTheIsland] n***as f**ing fakes Do whatever it takes Shut them up Left them speechless [Verse 2: Mike T.] All you boys wanting fame But yall are lame, what's his name? First four letters starting with J-A-M-E He wants to part ways, I get it But he won't get his way, I get it Tryna threat me, but it won't work, I get it Gonna bust you in the head Your girl giving me head You hanging by a thread f** boy dealing with the best I'm gonna make you go into cardiac arrest Your girl got no cake, no breasts either She part of thotsquad That's a lot too consider, might need to reconsider Can't even write a simple song Maybe your afraid you won't get paid You bum... [Hook: RonOfTheIsland]