[Opening: DVK]

Nice

[Intro: DVK]

Cutting off my dreads and shaving my beard

Two things you'll never hear, uh

Aight, now I'm starting the verse for real, hold on

Nah, keep going, haha

[Verse 1: DVK]

Checking other women out on IG

Shawty spicy, really like what I see

Baby had enough of two, she wanna try three

Asked her what she want for lunch, she said, "Surprise me" (Ehen)

On the stove, napika wali na Pisces

If it's whole, mi kudishi ni unlikely

Chuck the bones, nisinyongwe kama Igene

Death row, Naija, so unsightly (You guy)

Writing on the phone, lines kinda mighty (Fucking bitch)

Now I'm getting stoned, thinking 'bout my life, G

Been on the grind for a couplе years

When I started off, I always knеw that I would make it here

DVK on a tear, vision looking clear

I'm so rare, gorilla mixed with a polar bear (Fucking bitch)

Shaking up the waves like a solar flare

Knocked her out with the cane, now she's sleeping over there (Ehen)

Said her pussy sting every time that she sneezes

Tore it up and called a seamstress

My first fuck was a white chick, never saw the cleavage

Figure decent, thick-headed like Paul Phoenix (Fucking bitch)

'Nother white chick tryna wrestle with my pipi (Ehen)

Tryna win me over wearing a dashiki (Ayayayayaya)

Could've stained her back, but she had an ugly face

Put my tray up on the rack and then I chucked the place

[Interlude: DVK and Frankie Jax No Mad]

(You guys are fucking wack, man)

DVK (Let's go again, you guy)

(Ginton, come and say hi!) What? Yo

Uh

[Verse 2: Frankie Jax No Mad]

Round One, what them bruvvas 'bout, I don't want none

You seen the outcome, they doubt son

He drop the next poem to bump, and it's himself that he outdone

Shun him till his pockets got lumpsums

Used to study taekwon, the black Hwoarang

Hunting Hawk the kick drum, tuck and run if you flinched, chump

Divine feminine charm, it's why his women all go both ways

And that's range, shooting shots like, "How Sway?"

Nothing downplayed, lay 'em down

She said, "How you want me bae?" That's the game after foreplay

It's broad day on a mission, he need the paper like Barclays

Done marinating on dark days

Bok choy, puffin walk poised, more charge than your Android

DVK and Jax like Will and Martin in Bad Boys, award-winning

Caught grinning again, thank God

Big chompers, rhythm in a DAW, victory flawless

Chock-full of wisdom, isms is broad

Keep the mental sharp, it's a full-time job, cuzzo

Cross-continental waveform art

Fuck a Billboard chart, this that boutique black market

She told him he a star, so I told her that I need space

Arm's length away, try and reach it, when he come to war, it's egregious

Front line, rain or shine, brudda, who'd have thought?

Got them punchlines, call him Paul Phoenix

[Outro: Eric Kelso and unknown woman]

Alright, let's take a cab

Paul! Hey, Paul!

Paul!

Hmph, ain't my style