[Intro]

[Verse 1]

Fuck that, woadie

You want your joints be hot? Then let me rap on it

I'll be the cream of the crop, Jimmy got crack corn

I do this hippity-hop shit with a cast on

Sipping my flask dog, this be Ash Roth

And there's a couple of cats that I should ash on

So go and roll me a joint, make it a fat one

And tell your homies the live spittin' is back on

Yeah I'm back dog, holding my sack hard

You act hard, but aren't shit

I'm an artist, you park cars for part shifts

Armpits, large park, hardly miss

Start to finish, blow you apart with starships

Playing Starfox, Black Ops on black tops

Hot black socks when camouflage won't hide ya

I'm a cyclops when I bop, I find ya

One shot lift your Waka Flocka top

[Interlude]

What I'm saying though

We gotta get down and dirty

Down and low, low, low, low

[Verse 2]

Steinbock meets Einstein, rhymes is mindfuck

Mine luck as 9 lives dies, your time's up

9 bro, I shine, blind bind and heimlich

Don't choke, you old folk, bloaky grime shmuck

John Kruk in this motherfucker, one nut bustin on 'em

Kumquat suckin on em, gums got nothin on 'em

Punks stop frontin on 'em, dude is the one, son

Runyun kunyun motha pum-pum

No pun, Roy Munson, Kingpin and big tin

Pinky ring, bling-bling, thinking I should sing-sing

Oh shoot, ding-ding, tell him what he wins wins

Brand new car with Kanye’s girlfriend

You pass it up, ass and all, gotta take my jacket off

Leono DiCaprio quit to play basketball

Reincarnated into Asher Paul, Asher Roth

Came back to rippin' asshole into all y'all