[Verse 1: Art Mansion]

Art Mansion, they start dancing, I finish verses they start clapping

Eye-to-eye with my main ones, I build 'em up, "aye-aye" captain

'Cos back then nobody rapping now everybody gon' start writing

I build careers they backtracking, they stealing shit like hot wiring

Know I'm s'posed to be lil' bro now lil' bro doing big shows

Lil' bro is the real reason that half the brothers gon' eat though

Everybody know Art Mansion, everybody love Art Mansion

Everybody got a hard question, got a hard dick she start smashing

Yeah I do a little a rap thing too man, yeah they do a little rap thing cute man

Only been about a year or two man, and already making moves for the movement

I ain't stressing if you do what I do, you can dress how I do, you can flex how I do

But you not really testing the crew, but you not really making the moves that I do

But you don't really work till you ache in your shoes, but your tracks ain't making a cue

Bitch gon' pay for the view, yeah pull up with the tool

Sip champagne in the pool, yeah I got apes in the zoo

Yeah I go off with the zoot, yeah I just copped me the coupe

Bitch I copped me the coupe, yeah and it came with the juice

Yeah and it came with the juice

[Verse 2: Morph]

Tuffboy yeah we in this bitch again

Pop a Xan, Competition Orange are my only friends

Do my thing damn I'm still a youngin' why you acting vexed, aye?

Damn I'm from another land, I bet that they see me they see me on 'gram

Spend a few racks then I'm making it back

Only fuck with a bitch if she is tanned, fuck around and make her wear a sweatband

They see Toyotomi they know he's the man

Pull up on Tuffboys you know that's a mess, we fuck up the game like we playing some chess

Number one son, yeah, I still be fucking young

Got my team on my back and we do this shit for fun

Toyotomi weigh a tonne from the fucking money sum

Never had a hunnid round drum bitch, your Mummy fat like fuck

Give her the burger she eat it up, like yuck, Bailey keep a sodie pop tucked

Don't fuck around boy we'll mess you up, don't fuck around boy we'll mess you up

Emergency purposes, bitch she be thirsty, she nerdy, she love it, she dirty

My music be sturdy, she act like she thirty she actually curvy like damn

Bitch I'm the man, don't fuck with my mans

Damn I'm in high demand, oh yes I am

Been a Tuffboy and you know I got plans, know I got plans

Mona Lisa that's my mamacita, she an art piece like a wild cheetah

Going hard like I'm Derek Jeter, I pull up in a two-seater

Rap so cold you need a heater, bitch you need a heater when I'm on the meter

Lil' Morph spazzing so hard, bitch I want to flex into some Goyard

See me driving in a foreign car, not a Maserati, bitch a Mazda