Lil sknow get it started like a kickoff
These bitches wanna imitate me that's a rip off
I'll give ya missus something to sit on
Then I switch off I got the tip off
I'm the pocket to ya brick top
I bring my own demise closer and toast to the hoes with no clothes on
Light cones I gotta roaster
Focused on closure stoned up on the soafer
Seeking reason while I'm sober for whites over
But I digress as time flies west I rest my cranium in the east and play chess
Peace to the deceased diseased to no beast
Keys of weed is what I need to breath deep
I see geeks and sluts trying to pose
Chucks the pose like punching cones up the nose
FUCK LIL SKNOW
I make hater wanna be me
I dripping like a VB sitting on ya tv

John Cena can't see me
Now she really wanna eat me up like linguine (URRK)
Now she really wanna eat me up like linguine

Albino soprano mofucker got the Italiano bravado
I'm coming like a stalliono
If you really know how I go I be coming for your marto
YEA
She just wants to eat my dick yea
Mufucker you ain't really like a tic yea
And I got you onto my dick like a bic yea
And I really ain't be fucking with no jib yea
In the back of a divvie im on my way to Sydney
These mufuckers be acting but I just think there kidding
But they ain't really be punching like chimneys
I'm just punching cones....