I met this girl, when I was ten years old And what I loved most she had so much soul She was old school, when I was just a shorty Never knew throughout my life she would be there for me On the regular, not a church girl she was secular Not about the money, those studs was mic checking her But I respected her, she hit me in the heart A few New York niggas, had did her in the park But she was there for me, and I was there for her Pull out a chair for her, turn on the air for her And just cool out, cool out and listen to her Sitting on a bone, wishing that I could do her Eventually if it was meant to be, then it would be Cause we related, physically and mentally And she was fun then, I'd be geeked when she'd come around Slim was fresh yo Yes, yes, y'all and you don't stop To the beat ya'll and you don't stop Yes yes, y'all and you don't stop 1, 2, ya'll and you don't stop Yes yes ya'll and you don't stop And to the beat Com sense'll be the sure shot

Hello, Future Wife How you doing? I know what you been doing. You been sneaking out and fucking when you treat me like I'm nothing But you and everyone else who wants to play that card can go to the trash heap I done said, I done said I don't want you in my bed Don't want you, I been seeing you eye other guys recently That's not the way I play my cards, honey Can't say it not so blatantly I gotta go and you know you are the hoe you are So back up, I'm leaving Oh, and he stole your car. The guy you slept with? Yeah, he stole your car. Can you believe that shit? He just stole your car! I see you with a clit, still wanting to suck that dick but I ain't on your list, and I know you're feeling way too pissed (2x)

Let's freak Freak out Let's freak Bitch and bitch and bitch and bitch and all these other bitches Don't tell me none, cause you already know I got me some Upside down and down side, up and side and down side Down down These games you play, these games you play Fuck all the games you play Five bitches don't cost shit, five bitches don't cost shit Don't come around, don't cause shit Don't come around, don't cause shit I don't need the fucking pain, I don't need no fucking pain I been there, I done that That pussy's whack, it sucks ass Twist and twist and twist and the boogie's got you fucked up Twist and twist and twist and the boogie's got you You slit your wrists, you slit your wrists, you slit your wrists And I don't have no fucking patience So fuck that off, fags Broke and broke and broke and broke and broke as a hobo Broke and broke and broke and broke, now play it back in slow mo Fuck those guys, fuck those guys Fuck those guys and fuck you too Fuck those guys, fuck those guys Got my eyes on the prize Let's freak Freak out Let's freak Freak out

Guess she's lucky that she isn't us Guess she's lucky I guess she's lucky that she isn't us Paying our bills and living life with no fuss Backing child support, so she can buy purses Buy new lip stick, close families with verses What I was saying, you had no right to screw a guy, then say you didn't love him and just let it pass you by Why should I cry Why should I get angry At the bottom, like I always am Running that spree You walk through public streets rocking your apple bottom jeans Just missed a call, why can't I talk to my kids at all That's what I'm saying This judicial system that you're gaming ain't feeding mouths, but you're getting plenty of mouths down south for your own benefit Tired of the lying shit Use me like a tool But you're playing cool Watch for the dudes you slip your number to, though Next thing you know, you know you’ll get a whack in the head Your son johnny hardly fucking likes you, let alone loves you Now play pretension, superstition like it means something You just quit, fold your cards Like I told you to You don't got a clue You read it in the news Text your girls, like I've licked a few I'm just saying All I know is you think I'm in the wrong, but I got the rest of my facts Try once in your life to be compassionate No bullshit, no fronting Just love someone because you want it Don't play the blame game cause it's wrong, kid You were taught better than that Be an individual Light a few, take the view Stop looking at yourself, and look at someone else Just look at someone else Just look at someone else Just look

Don't need no sanitation Turn off the Playstation Got me fucked up Like I said some shit Now I'm on probation And so she starts the hating And the old one's masturbating Ain't seen titties in years, known as the greatest pervert across the nation Fuck rules, and fuck you I don't mass appeal, I go for the kill And you? Well, I wonder what you're thinking With your ass still stinkin' But for real, with the sex appeal Miss missy The pot to my jizzy The one with the click The spark in my dick Fa rizzy My hentai lady Digital sex and digital lust Digital sex and digital fucks Make it bust in a second, not minutes True stories, now finish it and win it Popping cokes with fizzy bottles Popping cokes with fizzy bottles And fuck your standards Andy Bobander Frig off, buddy Don't wanna hear the slander One with the show and punching your hoe Fuck this and that ans is that a new tatt? Tramp stamp Pimp with the cramp Come and get the dope Tell it to the pope One with the show and I'm punching your hoe Fuck this and that and is that a new tatt? Cause I must have missed out when dogs shat muffins For real though, that tattoo’s weird Losing my mind with the grind The hustle, the bustle Throbbing gristle in the threshold Don't make me to an asshole Corn rolls, and pasta Digiorno Click, click, boom Click, click, boom Click, click, boom And it's all in my room Click, click, boom Click, click, boom Don't fuck with the groom Okay Not the day of the Superman land Shave with suave and that's pimping up, man Not the day of, not the day of How much shall I pay, that's okay These shirts don't have price tags Anime bitches with the cold hash Suggestive as fuck and it's nomad Nomad and it’s got me glad Like I rip MP3s off SoundCloud But fuck that, I'm no fucking clown What goes around, it comes around Big ass frown Get into town Trust me, I got the green and it's fuzzy The brushy No fussy, no cussy No fake shit, all the women and It's lit Fake bitches dying, big man is spying Fake bitches dying, He cums in the fuck? He cums in the fuck? And Mark Zuckerburg fucks flaming ducks? He cums in the fuck? He cums in the fuck? And Mark Zuckerburg fucks flaming ducks? You cum in the fuck? You cum in the what? Peace out, bitch I don't play with cucks

Let me tell you bout' a girl I met Her name's Rosie And boy, she made me feel so cozy when I thought of her No acting, just fact and had dreams about her When we might end up meeting again Every day, we would play around But I respected her No waste, trifecta her Bet you three times she'd be there when I'm down Rain or shine, she had me on my grind Trust me She trusted me, she looked up to me, she loved me She wanted me And most importantly, I wanted her If I met a woman as nice as Rosie, I'd be set, but that's just the problem She's been away for some time And she's been on my mind Wonder how we might celebrate once she returns Wish I could meet another one like Rosie

Used to try and ring you up But you would never answer And I knew you had given up But I was patient Cause I was wrong, baby, I was wrong And the kids without you can't get along And now, I'm thinking, what was I on All said and gone Surprise, surprise Fold it up Live it up, drink it up Say something Turn it to nothing Circles and circles and circles And repeated metaphors Similes, hyperboles Crank the crack chucker I ain't no fucker Evidence far and wide Side by side And from tides to tides Right eye and left eye on the prize Broken inside Something I cannot hide No, I don't want the tuts Jabba The Hut No smutty sluts No stinky pussies and reminiscent memories Of a time of old Don't be bold and don't expect to be scolded No hearts, all spherical You hear me? Hearing my echoes Life isn't bad, but that's all in how you handle it Live and die Live and die Panhandle it I live and die Live and die Handle it Surprise, surprise Fold it up Live it up, drink it up Say something Turn it to nothing Circles and circles and circles And repeated metaphors Similes, hyperboles Crank the crack chucker I ain't no fucker Evidence far and wide Side by side And from tides to tides Right eye and left eye on the prize Broken inside Something I cannot hide No, I don't want the tuts Jabba The Hut No smutty sluts No stinky pussies and reminiscent memories Of a time of old Don't be bold and don't expect to be scolded No hearts, all spherical You hear me? Hearing my echoes Life isn't bad, but that's all in how you handle it Live and die Live and die Panhandle it I live and die Live and die Handle it The evidence All in my hand and all on the floor And echoes through the land Like Neverland Peter Pan Let's jack it Just jack it and stack it Move along, move along Concrete Concrete foundation At my feet, and I'm shaky And I'm shaky And my dudes down south are getting super bakey And I'm shaky And my feet are shaky No, I don't want the tuts Jabba The Hut No smutty sluts No stinky pussies and reminiscent memories Of a time of old Don't be bold and don't expect to be scolded No hearts, all spherical You hear me? Hearing my echoes Life isn't bad, but that's all in how you handle it Live and die Live and die Panhandle it I live and die Live and die Handle it Surprise, surprise Fold it up Live it up, drink it up Say something Turn it to nothing Circles and circles and circles And repeated metaphors Similes, hyperboles Crank the crack chucker I ain't no fucker Evidence far and wide Side by side And from tides to tides Right eye and left eye on the prize Broken inside Something I cannot hide Try and die one more time Times for the money For the honey, for the honey For respecters Double triflectors Reflect yourself and fuck everyone else World is your's in your hand Make yourself believe it Arms cut, but sleeve it Dirty hair, tea tree it

My eye, my eye, my eye, my eye Destroy, construct What the fuck was I thinking My eyes keep blinking My eyes staying shut Like what the fuck Was I drinking? Hardly thinking? Just shit on my mind No longer minds on behind The walls are crashing I'm at Hell's door I want no more Backing away, but I'm shoved back into the way What shall I say, I'm alone now To love a cow, I wonder how I done that shit How A pill on a pill I'm hardly real I'm disappearing into oblivion Times a million, I'd try again But I keep on driving I'm driving far and wide from the spray The spray of multiple bullets Create flesh wounds And fuck these things on what I'm thinking Create an audience and let the shit sink in Fucking many girls but off the tree top and Losing the mind Destroy, construct What the fuck was I thinking My eyes keep blinking My eyes staying shut Like what the fuck Was I drinking? Hardly thinking? Just shit on my mind No longer minds on behind The walls are crashing I'm at Hell's door I want no more Backing away, but I'm shoved back into the way What shall I say, I'm alone now To love a cow, I wonder how To fines and bus stops Get away from the cops Trying to keep it tops Fuck everything and you including myself No sitting on the shelf Full throttle to get out of the bottle Backwards and forwards and around again Will I be gone? What am I on? What do I say? And I am one to the game I play Destroy, construct, destroy, construct

Hey Hey, hey Who the fuck turned the lights off? Yeah. Turn those on Bright, wide open I want people to see my dick and stuff You already know. Yeah, yeah Techno shit Not really organic, I guess Don't really give a damn Fuck you and your girls Let me take you on a twirl Hey Oh, shit Am I getting mainstream? Oh, no Is my dick shooting beams? Thought this was underground Guess I'm getting around Bitches are gazing like “Did he just show to town?” Really Knock you straight up silly Poke at my chest Done at a steak philly Belly's full and your tactics have failed Make you drool, now let me rhymes prevail I told you crazy shit Like Rosie O' Donell Bisexual bridal shower? Wait, no That's been taken Mind's been baking since I've cut that steak and Your kinda speechless, but I'm not mistaken Straight to the air and the tip of my dick Done measured with multiple rulers It's thick (I hope) Lil Dicky knows his play on words Your school, clocking the doorbell Eyeballs are bleeding while I stick to the Hormel, so That aside, crowds go bye bye regardless Words on a beat make you sky high Much retard less Break back, back Hey! What's going on, going on? Hey! What's really really going on? Know where you step, know who you rep And all things considered Take it up to the prep step Hey! What's going on, going on? Hey! What's really really going on? Shut up your mouth Put on the tunes Listen to me And now I’m controlling your body Hey! What's going on, going on? Hey! What's really really going on? Know where you step, know who you rep And all things considered Take it up to the prep step Hey! What's going on, going on? Hey! What's really really going on? Shut up your mouth Put on the tunes Listen to me And now I’m controlling your body You see? Now fuck her, because I fucked her and now she's bent Pussy whipped? I don't think so That pussy's skint up Come on, come on All you got is this? Step back, step back Can you really handle this? Stuck on your phone And your phone's in the dome Locked away in the safe with your personality alone Saw the path wrong Sew the seeds strong Create the future straight No masturbate when you got all of the attention No looking down No aesthetic when your confidence is not around True thing Large up, Josh No looking down No aesthetic when your confidence is not around True thing Josh taught me something No matter who you're humping, keep your mind with the free fun Sometimes you need to grind to get what you earn But all that afterwards will treat your right when you're not getting burned Burned Hey! What's going on, going on? Hey! What's really really going on? Know where you step, know who you rep And all things considered Take it up to the prep step Hey! What's going on, going on? Hey! What's really really going on? Shut up your mouth Put on the tunes Listen to me And now I’m controlling your body Hey! What's going on, going on? Hey! What's really really going on? Know where you step, know who you rep And all things considered Take it up to the prep step Hey! What's going on, going on? Hey! What's really really going on? Shut up your mouth Put on the tunes Listen to me And now I’m controlling your body

Man, I don't fucking know Thought I gave up Like, who is this woman in my bed Thought she gave good head That aside, mentally speaking Thought she opened my heart up Rather than making me hard up Pint up like my sack when she strokes it For different folks, who is your crew Your boo Slow move I'm trying, but her heart keeps flying Different directions She's built a fence I shouldn't care, I just play defense

Yo, So, I step into the space and everybody's in place and I'mma pick up the pace Outer space, with my girl No race, no worries No face, kinda scary But it's all good Cause I got my Rosie and my drinks, and the thoughts I think I don't need the shrink Double up, bout' to fill my cup It's all good in my world I live in, cause I don't need the hood now I don't play like I'm someone else I get paid like I'm no one else On the grind, like I always am And I'm looking fine, I'm on time and I'm living it up, like I always am Think straight, I don't hate And I'm one with the plan Ask Uncle Sam It's like And she knows I'm a real man Sky high, wanna fly like there's no cry Up and out Shooting hoop, like Can whites do that? Yeah I think so On the court with the boys And I don't give a fuck, it's like, I'm over when you duck and Straight living like getting laid every night And there's not a fight I ever had to prove I'm right Cause I'm true to me And all this shit you see on TV Is lies