Shit, piss, fuck, cunt, cocksucker, motherfucker

Anything that'll piss you motherfuckers off

I don't even smoke and I'm a level above all of y'all

Bitch, you couldn't reach me with a ladder and a calling card

I'm special, nigga

Who the fuck are you?

I'm special, nigga

They used to tell me to calm down, said I had a problem

Now I'm runnin' shit, that's why you never see me wearin' joggers

Lead by example, how?

All y'all is my son and I ain't never had a fuckin' father

Boy, I'mma bring the noise

I got my own beat and we all got drums

What these weapons about? What this flexin' about?

You on your grind but who thе one that got the wep' at thеy house?

Bitch, I do this on purpose, you niggas don't got a purpose

This nigga called me a clown, nigga I own the circus

Stack is sittin' in my pocket folded like a papaya

And you know I golf bitch like I been sleepin' with Tiger

Woody woody my mob, mob is goodie, we Outkast

We o-K-K-K, just like the clan hoodie

Golf shit packet, rip it out the fuckin' package

In that all pink fit lookin' like a fuckin' faggot and

Who the fuck you think you fuckin' with, nigga?

I'm a bad case of I don't even know

I gotta to tear the shit out of this goddamn house

I think that I'mma blow my mutherfuckin' brains out

Tyler, take a chill pill, nigga