[Verse 1: Korban Baxter]
I got no time for these bitches all up on my line
I fuck em all the same hit em then I hit decline
If you think you sugar sweet then you outcha mind
Baby if you drop the tea then I'mma drop a lime
It ain't a crime, yeah
I got no rhyme or reason
If you switching sides then I'm claiming treason
Yeah you not my n***a so just quit the grieving
You the n***a that just said we beefing
How you want the smoke when you claim that you vegan
Nah, that is the fuck shit
Fuck outta my function
I do not punch in
I just go run shit
You sweet as a munchkin
Straight outta Dunkin
You not my brethren
You not my best friend
Feelings of loathing
Send him to heaven
Up it like Karen
Don't give him attention
Yeah
Don't show no expressions
Switching directions
Straight to the top
Like I was the chairman
She sit me back giving me top
She relieving my tension
But watch her intentions
I call her Mary Jane
She part of my collection
[Verse 2: King Dev]