Rolling in a big truck, rollin' up with six sluts
That being said, giving six minus six fucks
Stick my dick up the game until I'm losing interest
And I will fuck a pen and pad until I make the ink come, get it bruh? Income
If not you must got "downs" up in your "system," my Serj of power leaves you faggots with none
You're fly as a penguin, I take the beat and kick butt
My rapping style tighter than a straight kid's bum
Killing mainstream rappers until the fucking list done, except the Based God and probably Big Sean
Got the "Guap," block as hot as a freaking Miss. Month
Decapitate you rappers place your head inside my Vuitton, like I was Jarren Benton
Spit bullets 'til the clips done
Spit a couple bars just to exercise this kid's lungs
Listen bruh, I'm "outie" like the Doctor done messed up
Come through with an Audi now I'm sounding like a rich fuck
Quit it with that "Duck Face," you want those puffy lips done?
When that bitch done, she said it's sweeter than some Lipton

She Drop!
Drop, bitch
Drop (x4)

Steven spitting spiffy, yo fuck a lisp bruh
My lyrics crack, they gonna need some lip balm
It's the misadventures of a Westboro member, Mr. Sending beats to funerals then turn to protester
I said fuck the sneaks, without 'em we still run shit
NE be a bunch of teens, with bad judgement
Rap's still my main bitch, production means nothin'
Still rep the team, it's "Fuck Curbs" and "Free Lovin'"

Still rep the team, it's "Fuck Curbs" and "Free Lovin'"
Here to break it down just like Sarah P's son did