[Verse 1: Eddy Baker]

You can call me Norman Bates cause I’m psycho

I hustle for survival

My weed green like the Geico

My phonebook is my bible

Plus I keep that fucking knife closed

I lose that weight like lipo

Fuck around with me I’ll leave yo ass in a cyclone

All my guys commando

I don’t think you can handle

Burn you like a candle

Beat yo ass down in my sandals

Say hello to the villain

Shiny bald head like Krillin

My chick look like 18 just graduated from FIDM

A pound of mid in the kitchen

It's gone soon as I zip it

Healthy Boyz nigga we flexing hard on the bitches

I’m at Whole Foods cashing out hollering at the women

12 bucks for a sandwich

Spent 20 bucks on a chicken

[Verse 2: Xavier Wulf]

You see me riding by myself

Trick I’m no punk bitch

Just because I’m fresh don’t mean that I won’t stretch the boy quick

These niggas out here jealous man it’s fucked cause they ignorant

And ion wanna talk about no dummy shit I’m busy bitch

Niggas out here bragging bout some stupid shit

Till they get caught up and now I’m laughing like a silly bitch

Told the ho go home cause she was acting worse than little kids

Pull up to the set they smoking up like they ain’t finished yet

When I light my blunt she looked at me like where you passing that

I look back at her and told that bitch she never had a chance

Pull up to the show I hope her friends and them can get in there

Pull up in the whip he better hope his bitch ain’t get in there

You bitch