Chorus:

My bad guy!

Fucking cute ass hoes without a black card

They think I'm off the crack now!

They think really I'm sober, off the smack now

Verse 1

They sipping on now they think they on my level

Been sipping on that shit since I was 12 so please be careful

How you approach me, I am ferocious , I'm feeding of my pride yes my ego enormous

Treat her like I'm Cosby , if she ain't looking fine

Whip her just like Ike when she getting outta line

But sike I'm really kidding , coz I value every woman that lives inside this earth because the world is really cruel

I quit Coke coz a nigga went broke

Not much of an addict coz this life has limitations

But I'm still pushing boundaries with the sound that I been making

That's why I'm taking acid, can't restrict my imagination

I'm shooting for the stars with a telescopic view, sniper on my right hand I might point that shit to you

Them bitches throw themselves at me so I might hit the brakes

But if that bitch a 10 then I'll pass that shit to kakes

Verse 2

Back when I had the fade I was fucking bitches heavily

Serving dick to lesbians, having threesome with some feminists

It's really evident that I am not a celibate, felony to feminine , biased & intelligent

Fuck religion these drugs they got my back

I'm prolly high off crack while I'm writing down this track

Overdosing on the smack living life just like a brat

It's money over bitches, give a fuck about the cat

Seezus where you been? I been chilling on my sofa

All the shit they dropping really sounding mediocre

Been crafting really comfortably when I drop this shit it's over

Not materialistic but I might need a Rover

I might need a stepping Stone, front page of the rolling stone

Depending on how I'm feeling man, I might need a Sharon Stone

Coz I don't fuck with lame hoes but I might need a famous hoe

To get me outta trouble when wildin' with some shooters though