[Verse I: RÄLÏ]

Eenie meenie minee mo

Catch a, catch a pussy nigga by his toe

Hang him up, kill him slow

Make him fall like dominoes, hit the floor

Tell your girl to drop it low

She know I'm star, she don't even need a telescope to see me glow

Where he go? Hidey-ho? There he go

Flyer than a carry-on

I live in your stereo

My CD go so hard

I pull out my baton and give her Rodney King

Better send her my regards

Cause When I kill her, I end her

Dismiss her and begin a different agenda

My bitch is the realest

Committed to business

Committed to winning

Flow on point like a straight pin

All these hoes want is some attention

But if you tryna hop on this dick

You gon have to shake that ass like Bisquick

[Hook: RÄLÏ]

Buzzin

My niggas be buzzin

My bitches be buzzin

The hoes be buzzin

The club be buzzin when they see me stunting

And you haters be talking, but you ain't saying nothing

My nigga we

Buzzin, Buzzin, Buzzin

The bitches be

Buzzin, Buzzin, Buzzin

The club be

Buzzin, Buzzin, Buzzin

They see me stunting

You see...

[Verse II: Qiayz]

Team Qrazy! What's up? I know they see us

All these suckers wanna be us, but fuck these fucking sleepers

Talking about they “Qrazy”, but only know one song

Team Qrazy; you quote me daily

You know we gon be here long

I get repeats, and get retweets, and get quoted all on the net

These rappers like me, they wanna wife me, even dykes on top of that

I make cameos and do features and sing along when I rap

Been a nominee, ain't no stopping me, I ain't even signed yet

But um, let me stop being cocky, psyche!

Fuck it if these bitches dislike me, right?

Get used to it lil mama, I'm the hype

Why these rap bitches mad? Cause shit, I'm alright

Buzzin, like my nigga RÄLÏ

He got a couple bitches, so how you doing Papi

Yeah, we stunting, I said you couldn't stop me

And nigga it's nothing, we something you be talking about cause we

[Hook: RÄLÏ]

Buzzin

My niggas be buzzin

My bitches be buzzin

The hoes be buzzin

The club be buzzin when they see me stunting

And you haters be talking, but you ain't saying nothing

My nigga we

Buzzin, Buzzin, Buzzin

The bitches be

Buzzin, Buzzin, Buzzin

The club be

Buzzin, Buzzin, Buzzin

They see me stunting

You see me...

[Verse III: RÄLÏ]

Carrying heroin, never Marion Barrying it

Apparently arrogant when they swear on how fresh that he is

I'm damaging Edison's when they stare at the glare from my wrist

The carats make vegetables squint

The ice'll make Eskimos chill

I give her the devilish grin

Letting her cherry get picked

I tell her to swallow my kids, cause I'm not a family man

Switching positions until she ride like a chariot

Talk that tough shit? You could get buried and carried away

My niggas ain't come here to play

Guerillas; all my niggas is ready to aim

You niggas is definitely lame

I can tell; cause you niggas be dressing the same

Come down, take a photo

Bad bitches only

Sin culo? That's a no no

She wanna come with me, so she can kick it like Lyoto

I'll have her hunch-backed, till she yelling Quasimodo

In the back room: Niggas drinking, niggas smoking, to some loud tunes

Beating pussy up and kissing on her tattoos

How much money do it take to make that ass move?

Make it clap boo

Make it clap for a nigga here stunting

Male it clap for a nigga getting money

And I can only fuck with a bitch

If she got a ass like a pumpkin

Buzzin!