[Verse 1: Skoolie 300] Beats like this, I ain't even gotta say much Self-explanatory, that's what's up I am the dopest, so shut the hell up Skool Boy is [?] let me show you what I'm made of A little bit of cool, a little bit of chillness Bapewear clothing made out of illness Breathing and because I got the model in me And everyone behind us, that's why they following me And Hypebeast want me in their collection People [?] like me, even though I affect sh** Creative Bunch, you know the team very well When you ain't gotta like it, I'm still gonna sell It's a shame to be a poser, how does it feel? You wanna be me, but you're not this real I must be crack 'cause I'm doper than dope And I know I'm the sh**, that's why they overdose [Verse 2: Blak Tha Map] I'm a square, isosceles triangle Taking over the game all and me at every angle See, my checks, they hot like they spun on the sun Look at me, I'll shop [?] while you gangsta rappers on the run See, I leave gold diggers and they never try to leave me And they won't get any money 'cause Blak tha Map is greedy And you can tell your friends that I'm a weirdo, I'm a freak But in the end of the day, you just got dumped by a band geek And when I walk out the crib, paparazzi take a photo Then haters scream: "Everyone see that Ralph Lauren logo" And I guess they hate me with a pa**ion And I suppose this weakness in my game is acid So paparazzi take a picture, but your girlfriend in the picture Then leave a comment about how much they miss her So you can tell your friends that I'm a weirdo, I'm a freak But at the end of the day, you just lost your girl to a band geek, yep