[Intro]

[Verse 1]
Fuck that, woadie
You want your joints be hot? Then let me rap on it
I'll be the cream of the crop, Jimmy got crack corn
I do this hippity-hop shit with a cast on
Sipping my flask dog, this be Ash Roth
And there's a couple of cats that I should ash on
So go and roll me a joint, make it a fat one
And tell your homies the live spittin' is back on
Yeah I'm back dog, holding my sack hard
You act hard, but aren't shit
I'm an artist, you park cars for part shifts
Armpits, large park, hardly miss
Start to finish, blow you apart with starships
Playing Starfox, Black Ops on black tops
Hot black socks when camouflage won't hide ya
I'm a cyclops when I bop, I find ya
One shot lift your Waka Flocka top

[Interlude]
What I'm saying though
We gotta get down and dirty
Down and low, low, low, low
[Verse 2]
Steinbock meets Einstein, rhymes is mindfuck
Mine luck as 9 lives dies, your time's up
9 bro, I shine, blind bind and heimlich
Don't choke, you old folk, bloaky grime shmuck
John Kruk in this motherfucker, one nut bustin on 'em
Kumquat suckin on em, gums got nothin on 'em
Punks stop frontin on 'em, dude is the one, son
Runyun kunyun motha pum-pum
No pun, Roy Munson, Kingpin and big tin
Pinky ring, bling-bling, thinking I should sing-sing
Oh shoot, ding-ding, tell him what he wins wins
Brand new car with Kanye’s girlfriend
You pass it up, ass and all, gotta take my jacket off
Leono DiCaprio quit to play basketball
Reincarnated into Asher Paul, Asher Roth
Came back to rippin' asshole into all y'all