[Intro]

D-d-d-d-d-d-damn son, where'd you find this?

Y-Y-Y-Y-You think you know me?

[Verse 1: Syko]

Floor the gas

When I put your hand up in the wheel, yeah shit can get real! (Dat way!)

Cause I know I’m the bad guy

Pussy boy get a mill, ah, bboy!

Talkin all dat shit, you still broke, boy!

You ain’t got no funds, you a bitch boy!

You’re so fucking annoying cause you’re so fucking broke, get a job you bummy ass boy!

Left me on ghost

I’ll eat your bones

You’re a broke ass boy

Get my name up out yo motherfuckin’ mouth!

Shoot out, shoot out

Find out in fact I’m on my own

Baby girl like the kush pack, smokin' loud

Cool if I chill? But my nine has to hang out

Bustin' my steel turn that shit to a heater

Got her gulping on my shit she a eater

Varsity kid so I watch my bleachers

Baby so cute she give me brain fevers!

Wooden coffin, someone call FEMA

Hail Mary, clenched on to my Nina

Law wants me, need a warrant and subpoenas

Light you up bitch boy I will smoke ya

Roll you up, broke boy I will toke ya!

[Verse 2: i9bonsai]

I'm so fuckin' tired of it

Too broke, he can't have it

Broke boy, he throwing a fit

He wish he could have a shot

I'm gonna bring it to your face

I wanna be solely erased

Sometimes, you're just a disgrace

[?] right in your place

[?]

You're broke, you're missing it

Your clothes aren't fitting it

While she's kissing me (Mwah)

Far out, yeah, shut her up

Pour your cup, and drink it up

Call you up, enjoy your time

I just want some fucking flesh

You know your ass [?]

[?]

[?]

I know she [?] (Grrah)

I'm so fuckin' tired of it

Too broke, he can't have it

Broke boy, he throwing a fit

He wish he could have a shot

[Outro: i9bonsai]

Y-Y-Y-Y-You think you know me?

He wish he could have a shot

He could have a shot