[Verse 1]:
We got jimmies on our ice cream but we ordered chocolate chips
Replace it 'fore I scream, shouldn't have to deal with this
Mass shootings in the public and spying in the private
Once I make all my millions imma buy a fucking island
Get the fuck out this whole nation
Get the fuck out this whole style
We gon' go on a vacation
We gon' freak out, we gon' wild
Get away from the licks
Get away, no more pics
Get away, we ain't talking
We ain't popping off our clips
Comethezine so much lean is in your head
Know that the death of me will forever be in your head
Met a hoe just last week, she let me stay in her bed
Locking down the cash, we ain't even give head (yuh)
Got money, got bitches, got power, got stitches
Got knowledge, got wisdom, got follows, got riches
See how the former ends in stitches
Well I'm coming for all you bitches
Imma call you women
Imma follow you home
And I won't let up
And I won't let it go
Cause you pissed off the Lens
That shit do not flow with me
Not anymore, I'mma stand up for whats right
I don't really care if you think I'm a dike
Honestly I understand
But on the other hand
All y'all blaming us for assumptions
Ain't that a ton of gumption
For a dumpster who ain't got shit on me, nothing?
Bumping 2Pac and Biggie tryna unite with me
I got news for you bitch, that shit is not likely
Got bitches every night tryna fight with me
Rappers everyday tryna write with me
I'm just tryna fuck with peace and quiet
But the problem with that is my piece ain't quiet
[Chorus]
I am both the angel and the devil on your shoulder
If you ain't get the fuck out I'mma put you in the corner
Lil' kiddies getting angry; well, the parents gotta parent
If you tryna stop it then who the fuck you caring for?
Not yourself and not others. Who the fuck you caring for?
Money, power, knowledge: that is what I came here for
Bitches, lean, and dollars: that is what you came here for
I'm feeling sick and tired still gotta mop up all the floors
[Verse 2}
Y'all hoes can't just take a pill to be happy
Y'all need exercise and nappies
Fuck a bitch, fuck a song
Grab the bong we doing grammies
No shout-out to Hollywood
It's never been quite as good
As hip hop and rap
These are the facts
Lens has ascended and now y'all are ants
Lens is the legend the king of the pack
I would ask politely you respect me
Problem is respect don't come in numbers
Regrets take over every action
'Til they took every cent
They don't play with the checks
I don't blame 'em for that
Smarter than a hoodrat
But in ways of a cat
Y'all talking tigers well y'all 'bout to feel the pain of my wrath
Carved in ash is my path
Young drake with a gat
Carved in ash is my path
[Chorus]
I am both the angel and the devil on your shoulder
If you ain't get the fuck out I'mma put you in the corner
Lil' kiddies getting angry; well, the parents gotta parent
If you tryna stop it then who the fuck you caring for?
Not yourself and not others. Who the fuck you caring for?
Money, power, knowledge: that is what I came here for
Bitches, lean, and dollars: that is what you came here for
I'm feeling sick and tired still gotta mop up all the floors
[Bridge]
Not anymore, I'mma stand up for whats right
I don't really care if you think I'm a dike
Honestly I understand
But on the other hand
All y'all blaming us for assumptions
Ain't that a ton of gumption
For a dumpster who ain't got shit on me, nothing?
Bumping 2Pac and Biggie tryna unite with me
I got news for you bitch, that shit is not likely
[Chorus]
I am both the angel and the devil on your shoulder
If you ain't get the fuck out I'mma put you in the corner
Lil' kiddies getting angry; well, the parents gotta parent
If you tryna stop it then who the fuck you caring for?
Not yourself and not others. Who the fuck you caring for?
Money, power, knowledge: that is what I came here for
Bitches, lean, and dollars: that is what you came here for
I'm feeling sick and tired still gotta mop up all the floors