I'm movin' different this sh*t ain't nothing to me man.
I'm a dog, I'm bitin' the fart bubbles in the bath.
We smokin' symbiotes
Smokin' that Whoopie Goldberg South Egyptian Furburger Deluxe Mega Millions Scratcher Skunk Bubba Kush ™
We smokin' dung beetle
I'm on 12 Vicodin's smoking on Scooby Doo D*ck
We smokin' Sequoia Banshee Boogers
We snorting that good buffalo soldier tamarin Jordanian jibbies

They must have amnesia, they forget that I'm him

That burberry backwoods pack hittin', that p*ssy smell like a hellcat V8
We smokin' sh*t in a glass pipe blowing the lords bubbles
I'm sick in the head
I'm on them Broward county tic-tacs, I'm on them Georgetown Geronimo's, I'm on them Nashville Nibblers
I left my Margiela's in the Benz truck, i'll have to stunt on them next time
I don't give a f*ck if i go blind, I don't need to see the price tag anyway

I'm high on 12 Jason Bourne's, lookin' to beat the c*m out of a thick fresh Oak
We smoking filtered crack you stupid piece of sh*t, I’ll f*cking kill you
Call that p*ssy The Matrix, cause I’m in this b*tch and I can’t get out

Last guy who ran off on the pack got choked out by some Givenchy gloves. The last thing he ever saw was the price tag on them. Slowly faded into darkness, and I let the archangels take him.

I need more Sequoia banshee boogers
Don’t be shy girl, I love me some Pastrami mudflaps
I’m moving like French Montana: haan
Welcome to the Cream Kingdom b*tch, open up. Blac Chyna, I’d drink her piss out of another man’s balls
My shooter a crackhead, he look like Woody Harrelson
You ain't seen ten bands in your life, jit

Reach for my neck, you'll get turned into an example

Y'all gotta stop playing with me man, I threw diamonds at the strip clubs under the great pyramids. I pushed a camel through the eye of a needle. This sh*t ain't nothing to me man
Tied the opps to the back of a Trackhawk and dragged them around the block for 24 hours. Motherf*cker look like a Resident Evil 5 campaign extra after we was done with him.

Opps wanted some initiative, blew up their entire quadrant, I'm moving like Oppenheimer

She dropped that ass on me from an egregarious angle, they thought I was Stephen Wallace
Top shelf zaza, disrupted my circadian rhythm
I have seen the Magna Carta, I have the seen the eye of hora, I was flipping bricks for Mansa Musa before y'all even became a type I civilization

This sh*t ain't nothing to me you stupid piece of sh*t, Step the wrong way and you will perish
That p*ssy feel like Biscoff Butter

You think I care about this sh*t? Ask me if I care about this sh*t, cause I don't give a sh*t. If I had a dollar for every time they said I gave a sh*t, I'd be broke cause I don't give a sh*t

My b*tch look like David Hasselhoff
I balled so hard they thought I was a f*cking nutsack
This sh*t ain't nothing to me man, I'll kill you, you stupid piece of sh*t