[Verse]

My drip Ludacris, I walk through, I'm like, "move" (Bitch)

You see that boy coming, move the fuck out my way

Make room for the realest nigga in the room

You a cartoon nigga, you a fucking Looney Tune

I’m a gorilla in the zoo and you'se a fucking baboon

I'ma nut on yo bitch face and make it look like Splatoon

Pop me a bean and I’m off to the moon

You can call me Kuzco how I get in my new groove

She ain't like her titties, fuck it, get her new boobs

We went to Miami just to meet Dr. Miami

She told she want a nose job to look cute giving blow jobs

And I know she hurting but I'm still gon' fuck her post-op

Pull off, I'm like, "Yeehaw!" because these horses don't stop (Red Dead)

This shit foreign, it keep going, it keep going

Look at my wrist, it keep snowing, it keep snowing, it keep snowing (Brrr)

Man look at my kicks, these ain't Converse they them high top Ricky Owens

You can't afford it, you can’t even buy them

It’s no offense to you, but all my shit high-end

I don't need a stylist, you ain’t got style

Run a check like a mile, I could buy a whole aisle (God damn)

Look at my drip (Look at me bitch)

Baby you like that shit (I know)

I take a sip, got lean, got sprite and shit

The drugs got me lit (it's lit), damn I'm high as shit

I can't turn down, never dat, never dat, never dat

I might fuck around and fuck your bitch, just cause I knew I could

In the crib, 100 acres this the wish a nigga woods

Don’t run up here lil nigga, you gon' get stopped at the gate

You want to rob me but that choppa make him hit the harlem shake

I'm like okay, got hoes in bay, I got hoes in LA

Yo hoe want to stay, we gon' film a tape

I'm fucking that bitch, I don't give her a break

Tony the Tiger, cause I'm feeling great

Bust down the bezel, look like Frosted Flakes

Killing these niggas, I'm beating the case

Shiva assassinate, nobody safe

I cannot trust you, I know you a snake

What you got on, I know that it's fake

Fendi the hoodie and Louis the waist

Gucci my bag, how much you pay?

You don't look good in it, it's just a waste

I ain't have shit, bitch I came from the mud

But I got gifts from the Heavens above

Ice on me sick, like I got the suds

Try and run up, hold the pump, Elmer Fudd

Oh shit, the beat went off?