Aye Mr. Krap, cook it up
Why these bitches always talk back
I don't even play that, hope you know that
They be thinkin' I'm Jordan how I ball that
I just listen to your music, that shit all trash
They talk on the gram, but they don't do it in real life
I just pour wocky in the cup with the real sprite
Diamond chain on my neck, yeah, that shit real bright
I don't know what I just did, but I got real high
This is my life, this is not like rocko
They be talkin' all that shit when they don't carry a lot though
I know I been swervin' right at a lot, though
Yeah, yeah, yeah, where we get a lot of guap though
That hoe wasn't yours, it was just your turn
Just knocked a boy out, I bet that hurt
Real rockstars, no grand theft auto
I be sippin' that dirty wock straight from the bottle
I just took a Hispanic hoe, I think her name is Dora
Why you askin' me for money, I might as well ignore ya
Why these bitches always talk back
I don't even play that, hope you know that
They be thinkin' I'm Jordan how I ball that
I just listen to your music, that shit all trash
They talk on the gram, but they don't do it in real life
I just pour wocky in the cup with the real sprite
Diamond chain on my neck, yeah, that shit real bright
I don't know what I just did, but I got real high