[Refrain 1: Aaron Weinberg]
My nigga Dan doesn't bag any bad bitches
Gets mad off the fact that they mad vicious
Kicks back in the lab with his hat to the back spitting raps on a track that I'm ad-libbing
Kick ass in the middle of the trap with a little bit of hash that I passed hitting
Get, get, get- trashed when I'm Rollin up a sack j-ring got me tapped with a fat Guinness
C-c-c-come back when I fiddle with a new toy
My raps got em calling me a rude boy
Relapse with a figure I could deploy
And these niggas thought stick woulda knew joy, huh
Ooh soy I'm saucy
Get it no get them off me
Pay rent with a million dollar bet Tryna be an exec before they toss me
Off a building tonight Tryna build me a wife with a thrill I could fight if it's costly
I'm still with a knife so real when they hyped no deals with the life that I'm lost in
Smoke j's I'm coughing to the coffin
Bad bitch with a mouth full of offspring
I'm chillin' on the couch with an ounce 40 bouncing the second that I get it cuz I'm godly
[Verse: Aaron Weinberg]
Make your ears feel God
Skin perks up when the air goes off
And I feel no fear not a care I've got
Every fucking mistakes just a building block
I, i
Can kill with a thought
Every sentence is a skeptic behind bars
Every mention is a blessing stroke of luck
I'm a henchman with a destiny to take charge I, I
Only trust funds roll blunts got em' wondering I only fuck sluts
Pump pucks got em' muttering I only drunk lust
Fuck heartbreak drake Aaron kills with a touch!
More bills than a buck and I'm trill with a Dutch got em thrilled for a lunch selling pills for a month
Laughing like nigga ain't' a million enough?
Spitting dope rhymes I would kill for a punch