[Verse 1] Look, I'ma get to this money I want it more than you The way I'm serving these rappers They need to order food But they ain't giving out tips So I think they're sort of rude I torture you Drink Captain Morgan Got a distorted view of life f** with me and get messy It's like a p**no shoot Your girl blow me cause I'm hot Like porridge soup Now, get to know me But I'm not gonna force you to Boy, I'm like Kobe with the shot I don't score a few a lot I drop 50 on wack artists Saying wack raps Then, I bust on your queen Like I'm playing blackjack You saying SASS wack Nah, take it back fast They pay me fat stacks For what I write on this paperback pad They gay, I laugh at 'em Give 'em swirlies and noogies Me against the world so don't push me Want a girl with the p**y That take away the stress I'm only smoking the best Blunt got me choking, holding my chest I don't guess that you're gonna contest Now, let me bring it back Every single track [?] Like a pringles pack I can sing or rap f** Head ain't straight like a wrinkled hat Control her like puppets But we f**ing no strings attached Yeah, we f**ing no strings attached Control her like puppets But we f**ing no strings attached Tell me what you think of that [Verse 2] I got that loud pack And i smoke with my family I rip rappers And eat like I'm opening candy Now take a seat Because I know you can't stand me I'm a different breed You wanna start something? I'll get the keys Yeah I'm in the building And I'm sorry I didn't clean I'm focused on bigger schemes Hoping to live this dream Maybe it's hopeless Because nobody's noticed I'm spitting mean I'm making 'em come back Got that dope sh** that b**hes need You's a fiend I'm mixing up sodas and sipping lean Well, no im not But the way that this dosia's hitting me I'm a Tower of Pisa Smoke the sourest reefer Take a coward and teach him Just how [?] I'm not bowing to Jesus I'm looking down at my sneakers Wondering what the f**'s the reason That we're even here breathing I saw myself dying And I just leave him there bleeding This ain't even rapping It's something much deeper I can't explain Aliens, please come and save me This planet's lame Your plan is plain I'm bout to bust My pants is stained I just can't sustain I mean, I can handle pain Have 'em chant this name on TV I'll switch when the channels change Whenever I land in fame My head'll get big But I got an outstanding brain I can think for myself I'm drinking, on the brink of my health These bad decisions leave me sinking in hell Oh well As long as I live my life to the fullest My finger wrapped around the trigger And I'm likely to pull it Biting the bullet Because this life is just bullsh** I'm hunting down all these rappers Without the license to do it Holy sh** Homie quit Inappropriate dose of opiates I'm the dopiest, floating And I know that I'm known as the lonely kid My life couldn't get worse I'm getting burnt like a Sony disc