I drive a blue car, a shitty little used car
And I won’t be in a new car until every one of you are
I’m in this Subaru just cruising with my dude shotty
Me and Chukwudi wiping boogers on your Bugatti
We bukkake your Bugatti with snot rockets
Do not knock it
My crew’s hotter than Hot Pockets
Man we’re some damn survivors
And someday we’ll be riding on albino Bengal tigers
We’ll be goin Platinum with no plateaus
You’ll be fittin cities in the shadow of our chateaus
And we will buy all the tacos, pools got all the grottos
Our autos got grottos
Glass bottom Benzes fuck you we got those
Backstroke to the trunk to duck the paparazzo
Or fuck it maybe not though
Either way I’ll roll with my muchachos

Before we fly into a rage
Try to keep a parakeet who’s wiser than its age
We’ll use our wings to bend the wires of the cage
My inky fingers kindling the fire on my page
We’ll keep it true and that’s a pinky fucking swear
Drink your blood but do it with a pinky in the air
Pinky and the brain
Kinky Jewish hair
And when we fall we’ll do it like a slinky on the stair
Jinky Scooby Doo, this dude’s the shit
I handle business while a doobie dangles from my lips
Hit an iceberg but we won’t abandon ship
While the Titanic’s sinking we’ll be dancing on the tip
And if they drop an anvil on our anthill
And we amble at our ankles bent at angles
We won’t trip
The Earth'll split because we're off the fucking Richter
We can turn a victim to a victor