After filling my reputation of w***e beaters
Soared to Taco Bell and I ordered some gorditas Mmm that's good )
Wanted four more ordered 'em didn't eat 'em
Then head to Thebe's house for some gymnastics
Fantastic I backflip on this beat B
Cause we running shit like the Dingleberries on four cheetahs
Flow colder than Papa Joe's old Domino's
Trashwang scratched inside the knucks
Got some One Direction tickets I should hit that up
Drive by with puppy signs plastered on the truck
Then see how many of they fans could fit inside the trunk
Move over the microwave and the cannabis
Try to take the van and the whole band to Canada
F**k the block news and the venues they can't handle us
They can't stand us including fruits that Frank's channeling
The Ku Klux Klan see me and my managers
But thank me when they ask where the Five Panels is f**k)
Man I suck now I ain't still dope nope)
But Chris and Rihanna's f**kin' again so there's still hope
Oh f**k I went there balling b***h I'm Ben's hair
Y'all barely breaking like Taco's self-esteem in a thin chair
Old Navy bitches love this gap yeah this grin's rare
Watch a n***a smile like five-year-old child
I'm kicking it with Nak and the n***a from Green Mile it's
Red Bull in this cup so a n***a may seem wild but
That's just all the sherm I was burning a little while ago
Don't let me get hold of that rifle
Shout my n***a Sage Elsseser and Sean Pablo
Surrounded by them niggas that skate with a sick style
And some freckled bitches with giant peaches that's vile
They never did catch that rhino
Squadron full of some lost souls
Sergeant of all it's autumn and Nak just nollied a pothole
Non-cooperative with his momma's wishes for college
And coppers labeled a problem since paying for Damianos
So shimmy through the swamp n***a follow me through the foxholes
Moral Orenthal with a pretty b***h in a Bronco
Hopped right off the seven and stumbled into some Vatos
Threw a punch got jumped dusted off and then walked home
Shit it's like 6 P M and his temple throbbing
Hand in the cabinet by seven sniff the prescription oxies
Logo in the boxes all my niggas hostile
Cautious of your crosses scoffing at your doctrines
Bitches augmented stupid as the group is
Only slightly write precise to get a p***y n***a tooth chipped
Man these stitches shut the loose lips stumbled in a Ruth's Chris
Slid into a booth and hid the luggage from his shroom trips
See Lionel ball with Leonardo on the weekend now
And Maui on a scenic route we on the second season now
Small fry got 'em seasons salty weeded coughing
Ease up off me end is breathing easy as bulimics barfing
From a different breed of doggy from a different seed and cloth
And teeing off believe it's Golf Wang n***a
