[Verse]

It’s that lil’, dirty, eastside, nappy-head phenomenon

Rumblin’, young man rumblin’

Tumblin’, twirlin’, troublin’

World got me losin’ my nerves, humblin’

‘Scuse me, sir, step out of my circumference

Pull up a chair, take off my shirt like I’m Gucci LaFlare

I’m the shit, nigga; Pepé Le Pew

Grab the stick, keep the weapon secure

Have a fit, let the message be heard

Every mothafuckin’ word, but I heard from a little bird

There’s been a surplus, an emergence of fuckin’ turds

It’s an emergency

Robbin’ you for your bread, it’s been a burglary

Dirty, little niggas, they ain’t worth the detergent

I could squeeze out of the bottle

Nigga, I came from the bottom

Shot out the top just like a rocket

Got the hops from my papa

Couple hots and that chick’ll block

Say sayonara, say sorry

Knock it out the park, J.I.D. Garciaparra

Pull up and handle it

Get off that Twitter handle

What you a man or a mannequin?

I don’t understand why you’re standin’ still

Nigga, hand it here

I was on the bedge—I was on the edge of a fantasy and abandonment

Took a couple pills out the cabinet

Fell upon my knees like I was Kaepernick

Slap a bitch, slap a rap nigga if he actin’ bitch—whatever