[Interlude: unknown]
Because they help him have lots of friends, they help him to look cool, and be a better b-

[Intro: d. azad]
Certified boylover on some shit
Takin’ real moraled dignified chicks (shit), switch they mindset like whores like he a pimp
Chase a mil’ or ghost ridin’ the whip, still you don’t know yo’ self, Joel eyes on the six (shit)
Show my man at the dentist for the gram, put the “Dennis” in the “Graham,” can’t do better than your man (man)
Never can
OVO nevеr land
I make it clear when thеy holla to ask who done sparked it, get back with a WOAH

[Verse 1: d. azad]
Rappin’ not your forte
You seen the bay can see, k?
He lookin’ like he Louis
Your light get green, no 3k
We might be throwin’ what he cain’t
He frontin’ like he BK, then CK, then BK, then CK, then BK, then CK
You’re manic crodie, seek aid
Oh man, he full setted up the manicure
G, wait...
Don’t bite it
Your baby born from Myrick
You mastered the manipulatin’ baitin’? No you hidin’
I did the math on Kylie
Dot berry and you bitin’
8-1-8-1-3
No you stiflin’
[Verse 2: d. azad]
Drop out? No Forest Hill
Fire died? Agoura Hill’ed
Man down, where you from
Owin’ some to Morris still
Tia seventeen he need to sample that like Lauryn Hill
Baka, Baka, gotta-
… for what to these women?
Jokin’ loco bout pipin’ up on these women
Struck (shit) some’ like Puff ‘bout these women
Say none ‘bout “we winnin’”
You write for a livin’?
You wrong, go to Quentin

[Interlude: d. azad]
Man fuck what you feelin’
It’s up, we ain’t kiddin’
That Oakland show gon’ be some shit

[Verse 3: d. azad & AyoVeezyReacts]
I won’t ever sell my soul to Lucy and you step up in our city see we slidin’ like we toosie’in’
Closet got #MeToo’s in it, ALL of ‘em are Jussie’in’
And he V12 or juicin’ it?
The BBL need CDL, he boosted it
He be with Bel’, waitin’ six, GOTTA do it, she be twelve, LUDACRIS
The heart go red to blue and shit
RPM, engine get revvin’, the motor thrust
Oh, your ghosts are dumb, tell ‘em go bump “Mother I” sobered up
(m ooTeM eht no sthguoht sih serahs maharG sinneD rehtaf s’ekarD erehw neethgie dnasuoht owt ni kcab yaw eht lla morf oediv dlo)
Father, I know what’s what; the fault? It’s on one
Father like son and Laquana just caught the wrong one
[Verse 4: d. azad & unknown]
Head to Delilah with tennises on
Separate Dennis and Dom
Separate Ferris and -
DOG ... groomin’ on Harris you’re (GONE!) (Ya dig?)
Wanted my my my man man vac’ed up
Said that he want it, said that he want it, said that he want it, wanted the sentiment swept when he want -
(Him dead!)
Sophie knew better than cave and indulge
You ain’t with the culture
Don’t hang with divulgers? G.O.O.D. Music got gold
(Amen!)
Hadid-ti please, we ain’t blame Tammy
New Ho King, we may bang blammy
Ain’t your scene, the state bang Cali
(O dead!)

[Interlude: d. azad]
And it’s not like “ahkla, ahkla”
Talk right, dog, might Papa Doc ya'

[Verse 5: d. azad & Chris Hansen]
Rob lines, Cha Cha, Cha Cha
Mike not nice like Baka, Baka
Go to try to be Carti not (Mike!)
You a gigolo hoe I’ll bite
Since “Views” the views ain’t never been bigger than grippin’ on dick with your right
Get Livingston outta your left
Rozay aired it out like a light
O-V-12
You seen when he trippin’ on meth
Them cookies are cleared every night
Finna say some’ that’s not good...
[Outro: d. azad]
(On some deep dive shit)
(Bite like young JB, don’t look alive shit)
(Some of them texts is sin, might supply it)
Honestly … never m-