[Verse 1: JayGo]

Say you run the block, well I'm right around the corner

Ain't scared to cross the line, bitch I hoped over the border

Serving hot lines flip the shit with a turner

And when I'm in the cave I commit another murder

JayGo pick it up, let a dumb bitch lick it up

With my middle finger up, I'm never running out of stock

I could sell it to a cop, cash the motherfuckin' crop

Check her bottom from the top, Ryan Lay the fucking drop

Woah, feed your ears with the sound, smelling like a pound

Have you seen my mind had to the check the lost and found

And I'm time travelin' with my Madeline

Fuck the goofy kid is back again

Even though he hotter than all of them

Figure out my pattern, so you think this so bizarre

You ain't gotta speak man I know this shit is hard

Road head so good that your boy flipped the car

[Verse 2: Mouf]

Your boy flip the card and I popped twenty-one

Thats Black Jack, Puerto Rican Jack Black

All black snap back, Sinatra in the whip bitch

We ain't tryna hear your wack raps

We don't like your rat pack

This the fucking shedder ho

With a chick so essential

My side piece like bread and toast

Food for thought how it come across so digestible

I'm getting medals while you putting Pussy on a pedestal

Fuck it...shit gimme Ariana Grande..

I'm well spoken educated we should share a latte

Play some tennis, blog about it - argue over Kanye's

Best album ever (Graduation?)

That's what I'm saying...

Bitch can't tell me nothing

My favorite rappers rap with substance

Or on substance I'm the latter I'm the rapper at the function

That put an end to all fuck shit

That was hanging around like fungus

Here trump shit, Donald Trump shit

Bitch just Play my trumpets

Mouf