Текст песни
(Y'all rocking with DJ Scheme, lil' bitch)
I'm sippin' tea, beat what I eat
Kick up the feet, no Assassin's Creed
Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee
Good reflexes like you knocked at the knee
X'd out defeat, you, I delete
My boots from Greece made with feathers from geese
Counting loose leaf with the face of deceased
Count up the bread, count up the yeast
This is for my nemesis, white folk
If you pull up, then you're dead, uh-uh, rifle
We gon' cross him like the symbol on a Bible
Call him Spongebob 'cause he movin' life without spinal, huh
Never not woke, my gland pineal
On the patio fucking Princess's peach, Mario
Yellow Louis V overalls on me, look like Wario
On the mic, I'm an animal, hear the cardio through audio
If you want beef, capisce (haha)
Smokin' on tree, hashish (yow)
She said, "No, don't leave"
Baby, I'm oh-so green (what's that shit 'cause it better not be)
We got Dracs, sticks, all type of blicks (ooh-ooh-eeh-eeh, ooh-ooh-eeh)
Blood on my back, don't get caught in a blitz (ooh-ooh-eeh-eeh, ooh-ooh-eeh)
Chopsticks, got me a pick (eeh-eeh, eeh-eeh)
Steppin' on shit, put my foot in a brick (eeh)
Fuck you mean? (Yup, yup, yup, yup, yup, yup, yup)
Huh, oh, I'm ready
Yuh (oh, shit), yuh
I'm in the land of the lost, now I'm chill, Jack Frost
Yeah, my conscience like Constantine, that hot sauce
Jack Skellington limbs 'cause I'm known to pop off
And I'm one with the force, so this saber is my sword
Got the dick tucked in like RuPaul
Two bananas and a boat in the U-Haul (huh)
And the dope look sick like Wuhan
'Nother brick comin' in from Tucson (racks)
I was too piffed up when a nigga walked in
I was servin' up bricks at a low end (white)
I got too much boof stuffed in my pants (huh, huh, huh, huh-huh-huh)
I could probably fuck around, build a snowman (huh-huh-huh, huh-huh-huh)
And it's stone, no Mason, say I'm chillin' with your bitch