All gold revolver, for the suicide
Gold bullets, two gold brains, when I shoot to die
I'm askin' chicky-D's, can I supersize, my happy meal?
Then I'm dippin' out with dolla', and we yellin' Guten Tag.
People trying to crucify us
Steady spittin' lucid fire, im ludicrous
I know a bitch I wanna take home, like a new messiah
People used to mock, my goofy attire
Now everybody, tryin' to get like Chester
Sayin' "ooh, tight as fuck"

[Deep voice]

And he high too, tryin'a stay lifted, like his high IQ
Strollin' down the island, of the dutty, blurtin' "I do!"
Hair hella long, like I use newgrowth
Never poppin' guns, but I'm steady, shootin' kudos
Same one, never catch me cakin', with a new ho
Unless we on break, then I'm bankin' up, a new roll
King sized paper, shootin' lasers, to the new folk
Ring side places, for the lakers, that's a new hope
N***a