[Intro]

Yeah

You gotta put the motion in it, you feel me

Sorry for the wave

Let's get into to it, right into it, let's go

[Verse]

Aye, uh, yeah, uh aye

Talking 'bout your man, he can't do a layup with his left hand

I could fuck your wifey, my god, I'm the best man

Play more tricks than them people out of [?]

And rhyme like my asses really old enough for Def Jam

Comedy, Joe Johnson on a wholesome bothers me

I was too hood, I couldn't play on a soccer team

I'm the best, I'm too good for all that [?]

[?] line up just to spread my seat

Bitches digged in, its to my self-esteem

That's why half the time, all my shirts is clean

Did you know I'm greek mythologic

Ion give a fuck, my god, please pardon me

I'm a paper soldier, so you know I had to dash away

I robbed Jay-Z's house with Memphis Bleek on Saturday

Give me ten days, I'll be clutched

Sunny out of games

My shooter look like he part of Dave Chapelle's family

I'm probably packing jokes, in my favorite canned good

Why your hoe skinny dipping in a swimming pool?

Why Bob Ross painting on my visits too?

You get crossed, I might just change my name to [?]

Teacher said "you go to prison, they won't visit you"

No she didn't, I just thought that it really sounded cool

Pass it to my lil homie [?]

I'm polly fucking trippin' I could never lose

I'm prolly fucking dreaming, no way my dude

I'm polly fucking trippin' I could never lose

I'm prolly fucking dreaming, no way my dude

I'm polly fucking trippin' I could never lose