[Verse 1: Token]

Wreckless flow spittin' locomotive, throat chokin' Hulk Smash Hulk Hogan

This that six bladed Logan, you guys get X'd out like old novels

No more check out, he spit rare until his breathe out

Under ground yet the best out, you puppies, house dogs, you won't get let out

Drum line technique bitch chest out like your bitch at night once I stretch them legs out

Up rises the nina then I let this lead out, alright guys, time to head out

Up the street 'round the corner, up the fence we in this hot car like a got it from a Sauna

One pop two pops, he's a goner, one cop two cops, I'm a runner on my dick, I am a drummer

This some ultra shit, I made over the summer, that your bitch will be hummin'

Ow-wow, ain't he somethin' on these beats he be dunkin', ain't no bitches tryna hump 'em

But bet when that money come, they'll be comin'

But fuck 'em, I'm that dude they'll be getting no love from

Um, ain't gotta tell 'em twice, he learn from mistakes

Still a rug rat eatin' up ya cake, kinda fuckin' with Satan

I'm the man, understand and if you don't then catch this back hand

From a black man, steal your bitch and a lap dance

Me Lix' and a few fuck her then we slap hands, it's all about teamwork, you and your clique should work together to redeem her

Collectively and quick before my whole team steam her, pull up in a Beemer, my face looking meaner, pockets gettin' greener

They grinchin', can't wait to live that dream life there'll be no pinchin'

I barely buck and still your whole team flinchin'

Crip walking on you bitches, you get blew away it's to soon to say, when he may blow up

But thats when money and pussy sweet as honey come, call that shit a Honey Bun

I know I'm funny, huh? He the funny one would chip a nigga with a tommy gun

Which one of you niggas think you runnin' somethin'? You runnin' nothin' gums

Bumpin', you should move before my slides get to stumpin' before Lupe get to krumpin'

It's mister keep yo' bitch cummin', and I meant that both ways, y'all suck to me on a slow day

These industry rappers better then me? Shit no way, these hoes do me wrong but it's okay

No days my niggas don't play, no days, we gettin' no pay

She beg me to stay and I say okay, as long as I'm loving that pussay, ay, holla

[Verse 2: Anonymous]

Flowin' like a laxative, maxi-pads for your accident

Pussy nigga, I'm goin' in, showing bitches I own this shit

Coldest spit, fire flow, skatin' breakin', fire codes

Dick the size of Pinocchio's nose, Trina knows

Stocking choppers for apocolyptic shit

Knockin', sockin' bitches in they shit, moshing in a Nagasaki pit

Can't copy this like a sloppy, dyking bitch trying to copy dick

Dropping lyrics like bird shit

[Outro]

Yo, shit niggas going ham like a motherfucker!

These niggas ain't ready for this shit, dog, fucking new ass approach on this shit, nigga, fuck you hoes