[Chorus:]
There he go, there he go, there he go
Pure un-kutt, got that Heroin flow
That heroin flow, got that heroin flow
Pure un-kutt, got that Heroin flow

[Verse 1:]
One flow from me's addiction
My style is so addicting
It's like Lupis, Pancreatic Cancer, balding one I'm sickening
One dose'll make you suffer
Too cold for me to touch ya
I'm off East 99, man, and I'm focused on the come up
I ride, in that black on black
HSC, it's so range
Pop that top, to free my thoughts
I call that having no brains
Haters hate to see me shine
But they all can suck a tall dick
I'm having so much paper, don't know what to do with
All this cause I'm poppin
I feel so high
Look at me, I'm a star, man
Chemistry's a bizarre thing
BET's next star sing
Fuck the swag, I'm stellar
Wear gazelles cause I'm iller
I'm in the place to be, like when 2pac was in Coachella
Last dragon, flamed up
With a glow around me, like show nuff
Aura poppin, pourin' vodka
I guess that's just my hang up
Real n***as don't change
We all be on that same stuff
I'm just a young black brother
Thuggin', livin' wild, and dangerous
[Chorus:]
There he go, there he go, there he go
Pure un-kutt, got that Heroin flow
Got that heroin flow, got that heroin flow
Pure un-kutt, got that Heroin flow
They be like
There he go, there he go, there he go
Pure un-kutt, got that Heroin flow
Got that heroin flow, got that heroin flow
Pure un-kutt, got that Heroin flow

[Verse 2:]
I'm in the cuts
To smoke some weed
Drink in my cup
Look like Codeine
I'm feeling sleepy
But got a playa lean
This how them n***as be feeling when they be off that Lean
Draped up and dripped out
5 miles an hour with the top down
Drunk up, being loud
Like them n***as down there in H-Town
Diamonds off of my watch, diamonds off of my chain
Cleaning making heads turn
But this speakers Kurt Cobains
I'm riding around on these inches
Got these bitches up in my biddness
These n***as eyeing my plate
Tell them "if you hungry, go and eat Snickers"
So I don't give a damn bout what you going through, my n***a
Cause I'm the shit, and I consider you the kitty litter
You mean the dookie?
Yeah I'm a walking turd
You need a pooper scooper, to catch my dropping words
You rappers diapers, y'all still don't get it, nerds?
Let me explain what I'm doing with just a simple verse
Shitting on ya, beg my pardon
For real I'm just so Kansas City
Rest assured, putting my town on the map, just like Eddie Griffin
Don Cheadle, or Jody Ryley, straight from the Midwest, know about me
Saucey like I'm Ollie Gates, so presidential
With the world around me like
[Chorus:]
There he go, there he go, there he go
Pure un-kutt, got that Heroin flow
Got that heroin flow, got that heroin flow
Pure un-kutt, got that Heroin flow
They be like
There he go, there he go, there he go
Pure un-kutt, got that Heroin flow
Got that heroin flow, got that heroin flow
Pure un-kutt, got that Heroin flow