[Intro: Owen Wilson cameo in Girl Skateboards' "Yeah Right!"]
[Verse 1]
Trying to kill some time up on these slow beats
Holding them for weeks like a Togepi
My hard drive is where I hold heat
Getting cold feet, nope that ain’t the old me
Ready to Rumble, for probably nine weeks
Making them humble, call me the Iron Shiek
Raised in a hustle, still trying to find me
Made in the jungle, the feral child eats!
Lieutenant Dan, with the half stumps
Hadoken with the dragon punch
Breaking bricks for amusement and I’m cracking up
Making picks on Sega Drive in Madden ’91
Always trying to tell the people who the bad ones
Keep your food for thought, bruh, I brought my own sack lunch
Suspicious of the way that I be glad, some
Shit you won’t believe like Owen Wilson hitting back blunts
[Hook x2]
Oh you that tight, smoking on that half pipe?
Blunts backside, got me thinking (yeah right!)
My nigga that’s nice, trying to get that ass like
Hit them with the mag lite, got me thinking (yeah right!)
[Verse 2]
Dag nabbit, the cat is back at it
On 5th Ave, in Attic, an addict for the fashion
Fanatic, you shouldn’t stop him
Not wishing that I could cop it
I did it, I’m never stopping
Them 9’s I got them in Olive
And all of them, break the wallet
I’m coming up on a come down
The rumor has come to sun now, I use a Boomer in Gunbound
With the aim bots, and the wall hacks
Headshots with a chopper, I’m on all maps
You MF’s in DOOM, we creep through in All Caps
Headed to Zumiez, I see you with the mall grabs
Piledrivers from a man who dressed in all black
Same year Schneider brought a Cannon into All That
So popular, so special
Binoculars, and aviator caps up on my temple
We dropped a verse, and froze like a head stone
We shot the bird, ‘cause Stone Cold said so
[Hook x2]
Oh you that tight, smoking on that half pipe?
Blunts backside, got me thinking (yeah right!)
My nigga that’s nice, trying to get that ass like
Hit them with the mag lite, got me thinking (yeah right!)