Yo, it's "Fuck Curbs" come through with a Ford Focus

Flyer than four locusts, it's that straight to the morgue flowin'

Your rap game funny as excerpts from George Lopez

Said I'm more focused with every word spoken

I leave my fans speechless, so now you're chokin'

Said it's The Dream behind the boards crafting more dopeness

And I'll be waitin' for the day that EN Records' doors open

Keep slingin' crack 'til the day those doors closin'

Until then I'll run the game 'til I got sore toes then

I'll leave you whores hopeless, look (x2)

It's the Krusty Krab, motherfucking Krusty Krab

And I'm serving up beats like the fucking Krusty Krab

It's the Krusty Krab, motherfucking Krusty Krab

And I'm serving up beef like the fucking Krusty Krab, yo

Numerous, Q's.. Yeah

Beamer boys boy, sike I'm swerving in a Mazda

Don't got my license yet I'm swerving round in nada

Pretty girls up in the cut, live it up you can't stop us

NE got that crisp bread, nah that isn't matzo

Look bruh I'm livin' for my family and my mama

The second dude to rap these rhymes behind Kiwi with Mu Fasa

Drums are sounding sexy, call that Tom-Tom foolery

Bumping OF, white, they want nothing to do with me

Fuck it though, Numerous Q's still bumpin' "Uncle Al"

Listen kids, this is it EN's at the function now