Ya'll can't catch us, screens in the headrest

Black benz, I'm watching Scarface backwards

Gold rims reflecting my gold grin

The sultan, say good bye to your lil friends

Both hands clusty, no man touch me

Butler keep the tre tucked, don't trust company

No sudden moves or you supper to the wolves

Spillin truffle oil, leave the duffle by the door

Careful, man, this table worth more than the white

My state of mind worth more than your life

So act cool it'll all be alright

But shakey dogs get dissolved in the lye

It's all been a lie

Watch they eyes and you won't be surprised

Slut wives tuck knives in they thighs

Duck fire always aim for the driver

Bust cannons like I'm banging Mariah

Don Navy attire

Major waves, minors sold to a buyer

That's fucked up

Fill the trunk, set them fuckers on fire

Aim higher might wet the messiah

Say grace, white lighter survivor

Get you buried with Hoffa

Goonies in the back of the Mazda

All black got em packin like Contra

Where they live it's break ribs

And hundred dolla bills

Followed by Impala wheels

Sippin on the Steel

But only, if they was out of O.E

Bitch might slap me for speaking unholy

And then blow me, living bi-coastly

Gods toast to me, I'm Sugar Shane Mosley

You De La Hoya in a skirt, pussy

Damn homie, you a man homie

This model bitch think I'm Federer

Brought me on a go-see I slapped the editor

I should be on camera, move to Canada

Glacial estates, half caucasian Ma$e

Half black Billy Gates rockin Bape

Catch you eating sour grapes

You jealous of the faces or the fate?

Everything I make I great, just blatantly bad taste

I take a skeezer on a date, paint the semen on her face

I'm an artist, choke harlots, no talkin

I don't know that man your honor, never heard of em

Call a bitch a dick tourniquet, I'm a bad person

Hope you die slow, I'm rocking Gucci at your funeral

Show up at the church with some Church's

Eatin dinner at the service, chicken crumbs on your person

Console your mom, then split her at the cervix

Lost my leg in 'Nam, I ain't limpin on purpose

Ya'll nervous, I'm perfect

Bitch, I'm perfect

I died in the first act then I came back