[Verse 1: Kenny Casanova]
Chirp lil b*tch
Burp on my di*k
Big up to ballers up in da mix
Munchin the halal w lemonade
Dodgin these boppers
A n*gga thought he could stop me
A n*gga woker den coffee
Im gettin paid
Called up my momma
Took a trip to grenada
Pnthn da dundaughta
In the cut when we bubble up
I cross the line like its double dutch
Ain't no sponge in the chum buck
Seen my di*k well its dumb luck
She want lick like its made from a dumdum
You gon have to call me steez biko
Pull up vlone in the evo
Ive dealt w phonier ppl born under steeple
Im rolling w heathens
Ho its a shame you ain't heard of us
Enders game w a gatling gun
b*tch its bad for u if you battle us
Shamanic herbs only take it w courage every time i be burning dey got some lavender
Pass me de torch or i pass off a curse i been hexin n*ggas like a polygon
[Chorus: twohorizonra]
Kick yo game, spit yo flow
Can't f*ck wit no simps no mo'
Kick yo game, spit yo flow
Can't f*ck wit no simps no mo'
Yung n*gga gotta get that dough
Yung n*gga betta get that dough
I'm really bout my bidness hoe
Smash that and she want some mo'
[Verse 2: Tony Tone]
Gotta little c*cky
From the last drop
I was gone for a minute
Sent my soul on the road
And the sh*t sure changed
When the cash stopped
Now the world look different
Since my story shipped off
Like a boat in dis b*tch
You a mascot
Dis the all star game
Gimmie bron bron pray
And imma need iso at the function
Stay away from my lane
When you bump this sh*t
Imma need royalties
Like a jersey
Better pay up front
Get my days f*cked up
When i'm laid with my girl
And the sun rise
Freeze time
Freeze frame
But my lungs fried
Imma need 3 weeks and at least 3 freaks
Gas me up like my whip when i speed off
1 year 3 peat lil me 3 rings
Put my pride all aside
When i lead off
Okay yuh nobody bunting i'm gone
Benjamin button i'm grown
Okay yuh put all my powers in songs
God damn sonny dis strong
Okay yuh i might die like mia wallace
Come back quiet the ball in my pocket
Slap that pus*y macaulay culkin
Hands up drop it
But i just might c*ck it
[Chorus: twohorizonra]
[Verse 3: dc4prez]
Skrrr
Swerved in the mix up early
What’s the word finna burn in this b*tch
b*tch bakin no bacon im allergic to pig
Nocturnal ain't been to church in a min
Count racks at dawn when that casket drop
At them catacombs i love fancy talk
Fabric black till that plasma splat
When i bite her neck bet i laugh it off
Bet i walk it off will smith chris tucker
96 bad boy shyne like im puffy
Take it to the backboard play it like im duncan
Sit a n*gga down n*ggas clowns know you love it
What’s the budget
Let me see a lil money i been frontin
n*gga waiting to hit the button
Get to budgin
See i got my lil honey nothin funny
n*gga waiting to get to flooding
n*gga wrist flooded got a hunnid on dat
Make a b*tch want it he offended dont flex
Karma still a bih and that bih tote straps
Hit me for a feat ima need 4 racks
Loose off the goose potna
Dropped outta school for the loot potna
One mo sec in a room wit em
Woulda hung myself wit a noose potna