[Verse 1: Missing Texture]
Motherfucker wanna smoke
Wanna die, wanna die
You running out of time
Bitch fly, bitch fly
I’mma fuck around and get high
We rob banks, like Azealia
Women get wet when I walk in I’m tellin' ya
Like Ski, slit slit, fuck the counterfeit
We got real blue up in this bitch
Put you fuckers on hold while I’m licking this clit
Put ya on hold, aye, I'mma make this bitch strip
Mother fucker come and test me, hmm- let’s see
What I gotta do to get some real tea- let’s see
What I gotta do to get a little tipsy, hmm- no wait, no wait
That’s jail bait, nah shit!
Yeah I fuck with that, yeah I fuck with it
Bad lil' thing I swear she suck the whole dick
Bad idea, yo, when I go and cum on the clit
Won’t take my money though, they think it’s counterfeit
Wanna graduate, but I graduated
Wanna watch calories, but I’m glad I ate it
Fuck being normal man where I can be elated
Y’all stay being cheesy, but I keep 'em grated
Got a nic buzz but I keep it on the hush hush
Peach fuzz on my lip hun- you say Cuz
But I fuck on big guns, big ups for anyone sittin' on the come ups Hard to keep our chins up
[Verse 2: Young D.P.]
DP sliced ass on some Jounin shit
Me and MT popped off with a smash bros kick
I'm new to the clique, no cigs got nic
Your girl sucking on my asian ripstick (oh shit)
Like that check you finna bounce back
Imma knock your ass out like fuckin' Little Mac
You fake not original, just a lil' mimical
Copy of a duplicate, just a counterfeit
I don't wanna say it but I feel abbreviated
Shorter but killer bee, fam killa like Itachi
Cockpit like her ass bitch, I'm the fucking pilot
Money cash flow please stop with the counterfeit
Bitch call me in like I'm defending my title
Homicide pop off, OJ in the trial
Codeine Crew strapped up, make you drop in a spiral
When I pop off, make you check for your vitals