[verse 1: self provoked]

Yo look

Being analyzed is very annoying, I'm not competing with nobody
The fuck are you doing? You spreading a dosage of that dope shit
I'm calling a toast, celebrate with a sexy hostess
Best approach this with respect
High schools remember me with scribes on the desk
Worn out ties and a vest, what's a dollar to cent?
Nothing, do you notice my rep is buzzin and I haven't dropped shit in a minute cousin
I'm not doing the rag but you suckers make me mad
Talk shit behind my back then want feedback, well that's that
The graph game is getting played out by the minute and hip hops on the same page
But in order to finish that transaction I'm gonna have to be dead
I kick freestyles off the head while getting head from a head cheerleader
Then leave her and crown, why cause groupies get no love in my underground, come on

[verse 2: self provoked]

F t 1 new typo f t p fuck the 5.0 hydro
Imma breathe till my kite just won't fly no more
S P won't fuck just another grimy hoe
E U C's when I rep sun valley
I'm getting high right beside where my homie died
Despise all the bullshit so behind this movement
And promoting violence and promoting full clips
But I always lose it caught between some useless, pointless giving drama
So I have to do this
[?]
We can drink some blue moons, we can smoke some fat blunts
We can kick back, high fashion and act like we just fell in love
But you know that ain't the case you just mighty fine but I don't even know your name
Hoe
Hoe ass bitch
If I don't know your name you must be a hoe
But uh no disrespect to the ladies I love y'all I see yall
Uhm
There's a like see there's a, there's a big difference between like a classy fan who wants to get to know you
And a groupie who just wants to get to the back of the parking lot just
So she can suck your dick in the back of your car
Just saying