[Verse 1: Oddyssey]

I got this one bad bitch that always calls me after work

When ho becomes a religion, She prays whiles she makes it twerk

These sluts want the D, I agree, They say they crave it

I put a motherfucking cuff on the pussy, I enslave it

Bitch listen closely, You can hear the fans raving us

I go fucking bananas, so you know them apes is bathing us

8 doobies to the face? Nigga fuck that!

A couple of bong rips, Her thong slips, I'm up in that

Oddy got the dope dick, She chokes while she sucks it

Bitch smoke pole like a crack addict with crust lips

Rub clits, please dont worry about diseases

Makin bitches scrub with Purrel before they begin to please it

[Verse 2: Raiden]

We cause mischief, pitting and splitting up in the living room

Always in the spotlight, You in the dark getting ridiculed

On that diesel fuel, Going harder than charger pistons

Think you've had enough, You haven't, Quit your bitching, Fucking drink it

I didn't come to stand around and have all these people looking

At some faggots standing by the wall looking like fucking pussies

Get it straight, No edge, But if you are then get the fuck out

No bitch shit here, You fight back or get knocked the fuck out

Epileptic flow, It's like Rozay series of seizures

I ain't Kreayshawn, But all these bitches still at my leisure

Ignorance is bliss, Yet I'm always outstanding her

I did it on you niggas, Shitted on em, Jenna Hannenburg

[Verse 3: Oddyssey]

Uhm, Uh

Okay you fancy huh?

Spit a lot of game for a bitch that hasnt Anti'd Up

Get it straight, Don't act wrong and get fussy

Got bitches rocking Mags round the house in they undies

And bluntly, I tell them I'm done and that they could leave

Wipe me down and get a tissue for the semen on your sleeve

Leave the bitches on the futon, My kids on they forehead

Bust a nut, That's Fucking up, They makeup like a warhead

Shitted on em, Nicki menage a trois in this fat bitch

Running on this track, Cardio like a fat bitch

Iron in her diet, She suffering from anemia

I feed the dick to these birds, Part 1, Fuck bulemia

Part 2, The Weeknd, And some Mike's Hard Lemonade

Some Jager, I wager, Fuck with this hand made hand grenade

Wondering if this plundering, Tumblring gang of thieves

Will ever seize being dope to a tolerable degree

I see you. You scared of the wear and tear of the heat

From the fire under your seat, While you rappin of beat

You shoot me in a dream, You better wake up and apologize

Rene Descartes, Blow kush and philosiphise

[Verse 4: Raiden]

Look if Yeezy swagger killed him off how come I ain't extinct?

I tame a bitch, I'm like a zookeeper man I cage this shit

Taking many hits from this excellent herbal Cali excrement

Experiment, This leaf has got me on another exodus

Blow an ounce green comes in all these different flavors

Breaking every fucking law, What you expect from teenagers?

I just want a good time, Blow this party up like The Hundreds

But if bitches stay persistent I'm bound to throw some punches

His face bloody, That shit definitely wasn't an accident

This party ain't hardcore until someone leaves in an ambulance

If I remember anything, Tonight wasn't good enough

Now turn that fucking Flocka up, I still ain't feeling hood enough