[Intro]
OK! OK! OK! OK!
[Verse 1]
I'm smoking stupid with a smart bitch
Man I just leveled up, my wrist is colder than the Arctic
Man this the intro, boy I'm just getting started
Yo, take your new shit and put it straight into the garbage, pussy
Livin decadent, my pockets on Rick Ross
I’m buddha'd off this shit, I think I’m bout to take liftoff
Lil' shorty heard my tape, she wanna suck my fucking dick off
She bumpin on some mid, I'm like baby turn that shit off
What the fuck
[Interlude]
Like what you ain’t got no Sade in there?
You really tryna suck this dick bumpin Lil Peep?
Man…
[Verse 2]
Yessir, this that motherfucking blog rap
I been swagged out since all of y’all kids was rugrats (rugrats)
Rappers is my sons, and they sure love to talk back
Lil' man, if you don’t fuck with my punk raps, go touch grass
I’m in the business of snatchin' all yo bitches up
Heard it’s pussies talking shit, I could never give a fuck
If you want my advice, take that rhymebook and rip it up
I put these beats in body bags, man, time to zip it up
On God