Ayy, nothing finna stop me, nigga I be in the paint, I'm throwin' bows, I'm Charles Barkley, nigga
I be chasin' pape, so I don't really wanna party with em
That bitch pussy done had so much meat, she might as well build Arby's in it
Smokin' too much weed, I need to slow down
Had a bitch, but f*ck that bitch, I'm on my own now
Bitch, you know I'm him, you better call me by my pronoun
Label called the phone, we gotta take it like a pro now
Ayy, label called my phone and said I'm really him
I told her I'm somethin' like a cut, bitch, I'm really trim
Bad bitch, f*ck her like a, and she look like Kim
Savage, 21, I'm ballin' like I'm f*ckin' Tim
I just rolled a wood, I just need a lighter
This the tenth one, I ain't really gettin higher
Pull that mask down, I feel like Michael Myers
Bitch pants caught on fire, she a liar, liar
Yeah, she's a liar, liar
Bitch pants caught on fire, she a liar, liar
She's a liar, liar
Bitch pants caught on fire, she a
Shawty nose growin' like Pinocchio
Smokin' on that spinach, got it shipped from out of Tokyo
Tenth grade, I was off that Juuliet like Romeo
Shawty wanna slide, come and ride like a rodeo
Yeah, f*ck the opps them niggas weirdos
I ain't worried about another nigga cause I don't fear those
And if it smoke like a blunt, you get done like Donald Trump but we gon' hit more than your earlobe, nigga