[Verse]

Bitches wanna fuck

But my dick's too big take it well

Mother fuckers wanna shake hands?

Homie, don't play yourself, uh

Clowning rappers

I been godly, since the age of 12

Before that, I hadn't tried

So we may as well

Say that I'm phenomenal

Say that I'ma problem

Say what the fuck you wanna say

Just know that I got it

I made something out of nothing

That's the prophecy of profit

Mom and dad didn't make a baby

They made a deposit

Now, I'm coming out the closet

Pause

Made this in my bedroom

It still sounds like a million dollars, dog

Still traffic drugs to these kids

Children's Tylenol

Now, they can see my music, all in color

That's a xylophone

I just leveled up

At this rate I think I might evolve

I just fucked yo bitch

Get my nut, then she dry me off

If I knew she was yo bitch

I woulda fucked her twice

Mama taught me don't say nothing

If you can't say nothing nice

Killin' this shit

Your bitch on my dick and I love it

I pull that shit out in public

Life is a bitch and she slutty

Give hella brain

I call her over to study

Thorough as Durrough, yeah buddy

Rolling like a big shot

Yeah, I'm smoking Kid Cudi

It's that time of the month

So you know my dick's bloody

Then I'm over that bitch, liike money

Ain't shit sweet, ooh, ain't shit funny

Fathering rappers, they're always sonny

Told her back that ass up

'Cause she's always frontin'

Young Baby, Birdman

I'm the number #1 stunner

I am dope as shit

Cocaine I'm flushin

Knock it out the park

Long way from buntin

I want everything

'Cause I came from nothing

Well, everything

But the pain and suffering

Like my white girl pale as fuck

She don't need no damn tan

Yeah, I know you hate me

Name a baller that you can stand

Boy I got hoes from the San Fran

To the Grand strand

Love to see my mom in a Camaro

Fuck a grand am

I remember we ain't have no car

Bitch, we was walking

Sleeping on the floor

In an unfurnished apartment

Looking at the sky

Tryna wish up on a star man

Now I'm writing for my family, guys

I think I'm Seth McFarlane

If I see a bad bitch and she with it

Then she can get it

Ain't a 10 she a 5950

That pussy fitted

If it wasn't such a nice guy

I'd probably be pimping bitches

With a name like curiousity

Constantly killing kittens

Honestly think I'm shitty at this rap thing

Autotuning everything cause I can't sing

Never talking 'bout nothing I be rambling

On my French Montana

I ain't worried about a damn thing

But I done seen the struggle

And I done seen the hustle

When it rains it pours

Like a beach is how we treat them puddles

Ain't no fucking crystal stair

You better keep a pistol near

I just wanna make records

The same color as Sisqo's hair

If I'm being honest

I be dropping goat level shit

If I'm being modest

I'm in love with basic bitches, boy

I think they the hottest

But they never love me back

So, I be sad