(Verse 1) Whitepad
Rims all fake, deck all taped
Pull up in the wip and it took one take
To know no one ever comes my way
I’m off like three hours every single day

Hoping some day shits gunna pay
Get mad at myself when I throw the disk
Get mad at myself when I take a hit
Get mad at myself when I bust a bitch

(Chorus) tripliss
Flowers where I walk (x2)
Petals when I talk
Puddles under thots

Spacy with the rhymes
My gaze Hayes cuz her beauty sublime

Relax, recline. Relax, recline
Unwind your mind

Relax, recline. Relax, recline
Rewind the time

Givenchy on my back
Nikes I’ma cop
Plucked em off the rack
Hit the thrift shop (x4)

(Verse 2) Alternating each line, starting with Whitepad
Mad at myself but fuck that shit
Steal your style, can't get bit
Came in with the cons, she ate that dick
Can't blow me down, my makeup brick

Stick the ollie, lick the lolly
Melt like Dali, svelte but stocky
Pocket Pocky, pocket thoty
Snorting sake, talking sloppy

Sloppy top, alert the cop
English spin, ping pong I chop
Yell when I got a new fox on lock
JV 4 if you take a stock

Shoot my lasers just like a Glock
Amphibious just like a crock
Ambidextrous, whip my cock
Keep it fresh, Zip lock

(Chorus)

(Outro) tripliss
Dt, don’t trip (x4)

(End-lib) Whitepad
Bitch I'm the sauce
I am the boss