Verse
How is you feeling vro?
Feeling like the Four, I feel Fantastic
Which one would you be though?
Mr. Fantastic 'cause my money like elastic
Burberry trench raincoat
You smoke oregano, I'm smoking on the cat piss
I'ma be real ya' know, when I whip my dick out
She said "too big, gotta map this"
Map, map, map
You the type to have eyebrow cat scratch
And I'm in the field like baseball bat
And I'm fresh off a lick like an old Tic-Tac
You done fucked up like you take a step back
Cool cat like a stray in a freezer in the back
Like you're Jay-Z no Roc-A-Fella holla back
But I'm 'bout the damn money boomerang back
Okay like lisp, is how I speak 'cause I sip
Lean like what's done on your bitch
In your mouth I fit a fist
Pistol best friends with my hip
Like T.I. bitch as a tip
I don't get head I get lip
The sauce is water I dripped
Shout-out my mucus (ayy, ayy)
'Cause you know that be my slime
(Ayy, catch me outside)
Shout-out my mucus
That n***a, that be my slime
Okay, what, watch this pussy, ayy ayy, okay
Kung Lao wristbands lookin' like a hitman
But a n***a tryna hit a lick, man, umm
Took her to the bathroom, fucked her through the zip, man
Left her legs shakin' like the Crip dance, umm

Verse 2 ski mask the slump god
Na-Na-Na-Na-Nationwide on yo' bitch side! Ayy!
Ay ay! Huh, huh
Whatever I say, y'all gotta do
Suck this dick, your hoe do
My bitch look like Kim Possible