Verse 1

Look... Know you ain't ready for this

Im finna murder this shit

Out of the cage

Only The Homies in this

Homie you know What It is

I be Like woah... Edy you did it again

Im bout' to give you the win

Yeah thats for sure

Ya'll better sharpen yah Pens

Ya’ll are not Harder then this

All For the Win

I ain't never had to switch up

Ya'll dont see the bigger Picture

Middle finger wit my wrist up

For You & ya' homies thats wit ya'

Actin' like you fill the Clip Up

But I Know you full of

Shit Bruh

Only time we seen the Clip Bruh

Was Up in yo Video Clip Bruh

Finger squeezin' Like yeah Bruh

You & Your Homies ya'll too fake

Suprised you ain't call yaself two-face.....Ya'll softer then Soufflè

I'm on that young Michael Bublè

Fisherman Im the killa man

Jigga Man Like Hov'a

Sinner Man wit A Killa' Plan

I do not play

Ya'll do not get in my way

Ya'll are not fuckin' wit meIm on the waveI got the sauce In A way

You never seen In a Place

You never heard of I really Be out here Im Reppin' the B

You& Yah Squad are not Steppin' To Me

You and Yah Homie not Messin' Wit Me

Im on the Way

I ain't got no time to waste

I ain't got no time to wasteI Be Like wait

Im like a waiter Today

Puttin' you all in your placeI be like wait... Holl up

You ain't... Heard About the, Golden Child

I be like Wait... Now they know its Goin Down

Chorus

Im Austin Powers wit that Mojo...

I got It.... They Want It... I got it

That Mojo... I got it.... They Want It

I'm Finna' Whip It like a Low Low

I got It.... They Want It... I got it

That Mojo... I got it.... They Want It

Im Austin Powers wit that Mojo...I got It....

They Want It... I got it

That Mojo... I got it.... They Want It

Don't need Nobody do this SoloI got It....

They Want It... I got it

That Mojo... I got it.... They Want It

I'm Austin Powers wit that Mojo...

Verse 2

I swear Im comin' Up next

Ya'll finna' aim for my neck

All for the west

Sydney the city I Rep

B-side I put on my chest

Put on for the set

I never fuck wit a fake

Homie I fuck wit the rest

Eddy and Fez, Ya'll are not ready for them

Fuck it we do it the best

I never left

Yeah I been workin' On more

Shit I can Add to the store

I'm really Blessed

I ain't been through heavens door

But I know where I belongAim for the core

Aim for the top of the board

Whippin' that honda accord

The way I record My Garage'll be Hummers And Ford

Simpalas and Rari & GaloreI want it allI dont want half of or a piece

Remember them laughin at me

Now Im a beast

The way Im Attackin' These beats

I just might Actually Be

I be like wait... Holl up

You ain't... Heard About the, Golden Child

I be like Wait... Now they know its Goin' Down

Chorus

I'm Austin Powers wit that Mojo...

I got It.... They Want It... I got it

That Mojo... I got it.... They Want It

I'm Finna' Whip It like a Low Low

I got It.... They Want It... I got it

That Mojo... I got it.... They Want It

I'm Austin Powers wit that Mojo...

I got It.... They Want It... I got it

That Mojo... I got it.... They Want it

Don't need Nobody do this Solo

I got It.... They Want It... I got it

That Mojo... I got it.... They Want It

I'm Austin Powers wit that Mojo...