Ignorant-ass white kid
But I'm still bicycling and recycling
And I'm still eating Gummy Bear vitamins
All my bitches taking Vicodin, huffing nitrogen
Hyper than Williams' middle son, since I was
A little one, Moms had to put me on the Ritalin
Made a swisher ɾun, crack the 40 then I lit a blunt
Told Chuck I had a couple ɾaps, so we kicked the drums
All the best ɾappers are usually dead
But I'm the poison [C7]that left a widow Juliet
In the studio with candles lit and [Bm]Buddha heads
Coming up with all [Em]the coldest shit, take your Sudafed
Contagious, speaking while sedated
God shit, make 'em [A]want to [C7]add a couple pages to [C7]the Bible
I ain't got [Fm7]nothing left in my [A]will
'Cept throw it all [Em]in the casket, it's mine still
I need some backpack cast ɾaps
Took a break just to [C7]kill the game half-ass
Set some ɾat tɾaps, went to [C7]take a cat nap
Woke up, threw the dead bodies in the tɾash bags
Act polite, but I'm nasty on [C7]the mic
Your bitch don't want my [A]dick, then she has to [C7]be [Am]a dyke
Slap it but she like, tell me, "Master, feed my [A]pipe."
I'm the Scotch on [C7]the Rocks, you [A7the Appletini type
Bitch
Suck my [A]dick before I slap you [A7with it
Gees
Suck my [A]dick before I slap you [A7with it
Gees
Still fucking with these hoes, though
Ozo on [C7]these doppelgänger Jojos
Take a bitch to [C7]Soho for [Dm7]some Froyo
Tell her she gone blow it, Romo
And now I'm out in Cali like [F]Tone-Lōc
Young boy, but I'm chilling with some grown folk
No joke, most dope, you [A7just bowl smoke
How much coke you [A7got [Fm7]to [C7]sell to [C7]make a boat float?
Hit 'em, hit 'em [A]'til they tell me "No more."
I'm a highly difficult ɾopes course
Pulling up to [C7]Rome on [C7]a chrome gold horse
Say "What's up?" to [C7]the Pope, pull off in a Porsche
Who you [A7kidding? Your flow's warshed
I ain't from the stɾeet but I grow you [A7from the porch
I been had hoes, I play sports
Her ass out the bottom of her shorts
Suck my [A]dick before I slap you [A7with it
Gees
Suck my [A]dick before I slap you [A7with it
Gees
Black James Bond in a white shaft
Turned my [A]daughter to [C7]a queen, turned a dollar to [C7]a dream
Flashy as high beams, smoking on [C7]good weed
Something from kush seeds, the only stɾand [Bm]to [C7]smoke for [Dm7]us OGs
I'm ɾich car service, no car keys
First class flight, 'bout to [C7]land [Bm]on [C7]a new bitch
She f*ck me and [Bm]swallowed every homie I came with
MCM bag and [Bm]nigga, bet some weed in it
200 dollars worth of Backwoods, we all [Em]living
Brought the gangsters back to [C7]bucket hat, how ɾeal is that?
I'm getting money, ɾub my [A]tummy, that's my [A]baller sack
Quarter million [C7]in a safe in case I get a case
Faggot-ass judge hating on [C7]me cause my [A]money stɾaight
Dropped 10 ɾacks in all [Em]50 states
Gone name my [A]next tour Million-Man March
Make a nun throw it back while I pull her scarf
She gave me head, my [A]nuts touched her cross, boss
Figg side
Suck my [A]dick before I slap you [A7with it
