[Verse 1: CRYM]

See me floating like a lily pad, more golden than Trinidad

Bring a couple biddies back, which one of you really bad?

Show me where them titties at, bigger than a minivan

My world spinning fast, dabble in this and that

Zig a zag, lick a flap , light it up, hit the grass

I'm a hot knife through her she a brick of hash

So smooth, so dope so sensual

Progress make success eventual

My process profound, I'm the general

So get up off the privates, bitch I'm smoking science

Technology, oddball odyessy

Ironically, they the fake shit I'm the novelty

You couldn't put a shot on me, motherfucker

With a flashflood in a firehose couldn't get a drop on me

Black skullcap like I'm finna start a robbery

Never copped a plea for any of my atrocities

Stop talking please, unless it's Guapanese

Better know I'm bout my budder like I'm Paula Deen

All I dream about is Spadas and equality

You need to tell your girlfriend to quit calling me

I'm provided for I don't need nobody sovereignty

Catch me at the site of an arson laughing demonically

If I gave her jewelry, she'll be the one on her knees

Me and my posse we riders like the Janjaweed

Man I'm positive no one could out-settle you

My heaven is devil-proof, CR, what the hell it do

She take me straight to the head like my name Selsun Blue

No flaking bitch you come when I tell you to

Hit my wisevape so discreetly

Like a nice ratio of wax to the tree leaf

My personal genie, and I won't waste a wish

On a damn Lamborghini, I wanna be more than rich

Indestructable playboy philanthropist

Billionaire genius, T. Stark brand of shit

Live on the mic dabbing til I'm inanimate

Copious cannabis collection in the cabinet

I'm a connosieur of the pure and the potent

Chasing after cheese these rappers on they rodent

Here's hoping the plan that I set in motion

Promotion to center stage and maybe you might get to open

Okay I'm reloading, now I'm stoving y'all frozen

You really can't afford to stay loafing

Bumping Beethoven, talk about a motherfucking classic

250 on the glass to catch ashes, my ass classy

The S Class got gats in the back seat

I'm playing though, the hammers ain't riding that flashy

That diesel got me moving at a lower framerate

Goals like Pele, all I need is a playmate

It makes no difference that me and Keef are the same age

Or Joey for that matter we got distinct day games

Ain't gotta say names, calling out stray lames

Piledrive your wildside and send you on your way tame

Pause, the bylaws do not apply to this guy

Got the bread locked up, swagger on twist tie

Burning like a filament, feeling fucking brilliant

Swagger on a zillion, track an arctic wolf

Prints fresher than William, cunnylingus cotillions

You cop the quarter my chop cost more than a condominium

Now I gotta be the drill sergeant to these civilians

In my prime like meridians, chilling with my affiliates