[Verse 1]

Sick spitter with the flow shit bitter like burned butter

But I bang on the game pick Pain but burn blunters

No games while you David and bustered

I’m gettin flustered

Rollin down my windows askin for fuckin mustard

Small fries on these fast food rappers I take em out

Pick plenty pop rappers ill smash wit no clout

Smash Mouth

What I raised on my lines doin coke

That post nasal drip got me literally spittin crack

Get back. with These toys no need for decoys

I’m out in beantown gettin brain like BC boys

But fuck a university is what had just occurred to me

Cuz I been writin raps way before the fuckin nursery

Ya ya we know im ballin like a free throw

And that’s my alter ego but on god I’m real Bro

Bowl cruisin a passat no facades in my bars on the track spit stomach full of scars bitch Ahhh

[Hook] (Sampled From Goyte - Somebody That I Used To Know)

But you didn't have to cut me off

Now you're just somebody that I used to know

But you didn't have to cut me off

Have your friends collect your records and then change your number

But you didn't have to cut me off

Now you're just somebody that I used to know

But you didn't have to cut me off

Have your friends collect your records and then change your number

[Hook]

Flick flicking the blunt the flipped spitter

Pick pounds of the best picked piffs And spliff litterly

Seeds in my weed no need just ask lex

Smoke mad hash fall to the ground don’t pass tests

Ima neva need no help

Not even we know

Displeased if my trees low

Being baked like bistros

No motivation in

Our generation

I’m jus chillin in a basement lookin for any occasion and man

I be outty playin hooty fruity tooty rap records on my way to ruby Tuesday’s or the movies

Buyin rounds on yo bitch ass

Watch this gold record fly by bitch think fast get whip lash

I came in the game just to claim what I can

Lyricism on these off brand bitches wit no lane

No backpack puffin a sack it’s fuck frat rap

Tryna act hard you should get some fuckin arm Tats

[HOOK]

I ain’t in college I ain’t even go to class

Back in high school but you know a motha fucka passed

Pass blunts to the left side no ash on my dashboard

Whores tryna ride wit us but I don’t even skateboard

Stickin digits in they cellular devices

I’m a nicer guy in person on these verses bronchitis

And these teens fuck widdit like

Model bitches gold diggin

Real wit my rap game u just Nicole kidmann

Are you kiddin?

[HOOK]