[INTRO]

What do you think will come of that
I don't like the look of it [x5]

[Verse 1: $kinny]

Blow the fucking ceiling Mama
Tell me how you feeling
I get money, we get money
Fuck your beat bitch
Feed me killing spent a month up out
In Vegas sipping pussy
I'm a sucka for your cookie
Ain't no telling where it took me

I'm Kurt Cobaining bitches
Man I put in work
Light'em blunts up filled with Purp
I done some up like a skirt
Hoes love the way I flirt
Put my hands up in her shirt
Put my dick up in her purse
Fuck you bitches 'till it hurts
Put that pussy in a hearst
R.I.P, R.I.P, Somebody call Mr. DRE

My brain feels like its melting
No Quagmire giggidy
OMG what's happening to me
I feel like I'm panicking
Patty cake, patty cake
Fuck your bitch
I swear to God no drama
Mama told me I'm a problem

Goblin Mike tell Lynn
I got him, I'm popping
The charts and topping
If I go broke I'm robbing
This mic up to ya
Throat chopping ya
Life no joke man I'm rocking
This mic and then I blow up
I don't like the look of it [say what?]
I don't like the look of it [x4]

[Verse 2: $kinny]

Hi my name is Skinny
I'm your local fucking immigrant
I came here on a boat
So governments don't have my fingerprints
My shrink told me I'm crazy
And my Mother says I'm different
I popped a few hallucinates
O, OH Skinny you're loosing it

What the fuck you do with it
Lambo, we cruise in it
Drinks with no booze in it
Watches with jewels in it
I'm feeling myself
Imma jerk off (jerk off)
Fuck you think you jerk off

I'm a fucking star
Hollywood boulevard
Pocket full of snicker bars
I like my women large
Oh no, Skinny don't do it
Oh no no don't do it
Bitch what's your name?
I want to take you back to the crib
Show you how Skinny be living
And take you down to the pool
We can all go skinny dipping
When we fucking she screaming
Then when I cum she be leaving
She was like Skinny, where's the chicken?

I don't like the look of it [say what?]
I don't like the look of it [x8]

If you are wise you'll listen to me