Shit, piss, fuck, cunt, cocksucker, motherfucker Anything that’ll piss you muthafuckas off I don’t even smoke and I’m a level up of all of y’all Bitch, you couldn’t reach me with a ladder and a calling card
I’m special, nigga Who the fuck are you?! I’m special, nigga
They used to tell me to calm down, said I have a problem Now I’m runnin’ shit, that’s why you never see me wearin’ joggers Lead by example, how? All y’all is my son and I ain’t never had a fuckin’ father Boy, I’mma bring the noise I got my own beat and we all got drums What these weapons about? We’re just flexin’ about You on your grind who the one that got the wep at their house? Bitch, I do this on purpose, you niggas don’t got a purpose This nigga call me a clown, nigga I own the circus Stack is sittin’ in my pocket folded up like a papaya You know I golf bitch like I been sleepin’ with Tiger Woody woody, my mob, mob is goodie we Oddkast We o-K-K-K just like the clan Hoodie golf shit packet, rip it out the fuckin’ package In that all pink fit lookin’ like a fuckin’ faggot Who the fuck you think you fuckin’ with, nigga!? I’m a bad case of I don’t even know I’m about to tear the shit out this goddamn house I think I’m about to blow my muthafuckin’ brains out Tyler, take a chill pill, nigga