[Intro: RZA]

Zig-Zag

Yo, check it

Ayo

[Verse 1: RZA]

Who could take a single buck, an empty cup, a stroke of luck

Fuck around and reconstruct it up to a million bucks?

In God we trust, every part of us is marvelous

You Krusty Krab squad, y'all will rust, y'all ain't hard enough

Demolition expert, I exert through your network

While the Tec squirt, jerk, there's holes inside your sweatshirt

Through your apparel, through your blood, through your bone marrow

Precise with this mic device, slice your pie like Sbarros

You falling nigga, and you can't get up

You been stalling motherfucker now your ass is stuck

Brooklyn, Brownsville, baby, stay with the Killer Hill crazy

Ankle strapped above the boot, it conceals my three eighty

Are you running for this money money? Hunting eggs like Easter Bunny

Geeks trying to beast upon me, freak, I will eat a zombie

Calm and double while you jumping through these hurdles

Silly rabbit, the race is always won by the turtle

Mental machinery, purple herbal mixed with that greenery

I don’t write songs, grasshopper, I write sceneries

Everything ain’t what it seems to be

What it means to you, it don’t mean to me, bzzz, a sting from the killer bees

[Chorus: Kid Cudi & RZA]

In God I trust, now I don't give no fucks

(Dropping them-them-them, motherfucking Beez)

In God I trust, now I don't give no fucks

(Dropping them-them-them, motherfucking Beez)

In God I trust, now I don't give no fucks

(Dropping them-them-them, motherfucking Beez)

In God I trust, now I don't give no fucks

(Dropping them-them-them, motherfucking Beez)

Stings bitch, bzzzz...

BzzzzZZZzzz

[Verse 2: RZA]

I pass any test of litmus, I workout at 24 Fitness

On the weekends I sip Belvedere with that citrus

My dogs is vicious, exotic nympho whore for the mistress

Life is good, I live every day like it's Christmas

Happy New Year, I does what the fuck I wanna do here

I splash that Gucci shit from the shirt to the shoewear

Trust the rings out, wife beater tee with the wings out

Long dick stamina, I fuck a bird 'til she sings out

La la la la, Bobby could convert Lady Gaga

Back to heterosexual, I'm classy like Impala

Plus I'm federal, when it comes to making dollas

Like Jigga nigga man, if you hear me then holla

Gold rings like the Green Lantern you see me in the mean phantom

Pushing over there in Ohio, outside of Canton

Or maybe in the grotty, rugged projects of Staten

Tall redbone in my shower, she looking like Paula Patton

[Chorus: Kid Cudi & RZA]

In God I trust, now I don't give no fucks

(Dropping them-them-them, motherfucking Beez)

In God I trust, now I don't give no fucks

(Dropping them-them-them, motherfucking Beez)

In God I trust, now I don't give no fucks

(Dropping them-them-them, motherfucking Beez)

In God I trust, now I don't give no fucks

(Dropping them-them-them, motherfucking Beez)

Stings bitch