[Produced by Frank Dukes]

[Verse 1]

Piranhas, stay on my toes like orthodontists

Dopeman Nikes, George Costanza

Nigga, it's colonic when I vomit, get in niggas ass

You's a fag just for thinking gay, nigga you an entree

Better yet an Hors D'ouvre, nigga you a cold sore

Lips of a prostitute, buff-ass nigga

Having trouble with the childproof, nigga outlined you

Don't make me go back to that, nigga on a Mongoose

Rest in peace Ron Gook, sitting in a old school

Smoking on some Goku, buds like Dragon Balls

Tequila with the lime juice, times two cyborgs

Smoking on some grapefruit, hoes come twice

But it's three if I eat the cooch, peach coop, no roof

When my hoes coming through, my bitches rap better than you

So quit worrying about what I'm gon' do

Cause I could give a flying fuck about what you doing

[Hook]

I'm shooting moves

So nigga quit worrying, 'bout what I'm doing

Cause I could give a flying fuck about what you doing

My nigga, I'm shooting moves

So nigga quit worrying, 'bout what I'm doing

Cause I could give a flying fuck about what you doing

My nigga, I'm shooting moves

[Verse 2]

Used to wait for the Dexter, smoking on that Newport

Stacks in the Foamposite, work in the Jansport

Praying for a personal, every time I go to court

Eastland shopping bag, ho's at the food court

Around the time you got your sounds put in that mammoth

I was on Clairmount, 3 for 10 slanging

Shining like the silver on a Air Max '95

Took this rap shit serious about in '05

Got these niggas scared, ask them if I'm lying

Because I shit on niggas bar for bar without trying

Ain't in your top three? Then bitch, you can't count

Only thing that makes sense is dollar amount

Ounce to the face, stank go to waste

You still tryna find a place to record your mixtape

This ain't here for ya

Even Jesus tried to break teeth for dropping vocals