[lyrics originally transcripted by etze & jimmy dyna]

Yo

I keep a hoe guessing (yes)

Where’re my slippers bitch?

Don’t sweat it

Just hurry up and go get em

Quick stitch

Before I lose my offing [F'ing?] mind out this bitch, bitch!

It’s Trelly

My life’s as fucked as this song is

Me, me, me

Everyday of the week

That’s what i’m on with

I run up in your mother’s house, take a long shit

And leave like “soz, i think I’ve got the wrong crib”

It’s me again, it’s me again

Wake up 3 pm, make a beat again

Smoke blue cheese again

No, don’t speak to them

Ain’t nothing changed except this time it’s feature length

Fuck breathing

Boot up, take a spin

Vince Vega

I used to bump duck seazon

Hate life, listing’em off

Twenty+ reasons, watch -

How a boss gets busy

I rock antique [antic?] ice, my whole shop’s chilly

Got the slanted eyes cause the crop’s ill-y

Spaced out in a field

Woodstock hippy

It’s me again, it’s me again

Wake up 3 pm, make a beat again

Smoke blue cheese again

No, don’t speak to them

Ain’t nothing changed except this time it’s feature length