You salad cream sandwich

Your swag looks like your dad was Pete Sampras

You could find me on Havana beach planking

Lighting Cubans with a kerosine lantern

Gang shit, hell abandoning I'm never leaving

Make your shorty pledge allegiance to my nether regions

All I can hear is heavy breathing

Shorty sucked the whole boat, she swallowed hella sea men

(get it? Se-men...)

We just rap for the sake of it (what else?)

95 Aston Villa training, kid (what?)

Do we have to still explain this shit? (yep)

I guess we have to still explain this shit (tell them)

All we have to do is say 'this shit'

With a bare cadence, it's amazing that we actually get away with it

Get away from him... hang your baby off the balcony

But don't expect to get away from him

[Outro]

" 'You're wicked!'

—'That's me, super evil.'

'Evil?'