[Verse]
I'm a fan turned rapper, cooler than the AC must be another chapter
To the life of this interesting kid who smoke spliffs
Burned more papers than the Taylor Gang then switched back to them blunts again
Only White Owls wise enough to touch my lips
Look at every ass that I pass when I drive my whip
Horny little fucker, mouth-nutter, get a baby bib
If you don't smoke weed bitch you better spark a cig
I don't ever smoke those but to each his own shit
I remember me and Flash used to flip them half vicks
Used to break them dimes small and sell em off to the dumb kids
Hypebeasting Jet repping lames who think they smoke big
One of the few motherfuckers out here who actually living this shit
Burn marks on my lungs like they stickers and shit
It's the reason I breathe heavy when I'm rapping and shit
And as I'm high I think about the life that I live
Living fast, dying young, won't see my children and shit
I'm just trying to do these shows with Yuille shooting the clips
DZ said I got a house of hoes on the song "Chips"
Now I got a mountain of them, the bestest Everest bitch

[Chorus]
I'm still just starting off
Making songs to get them panties off
So look, listen, and pay attention
I'm about to hit you with the goodness
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[Verse 2]
Everybody want to be something they not
Man my rhymes wasn't nice until I knew what I was about
N***as need to find theirselves in this life of mystery
I'm just trying to get 3 nuts a day and a piss in between
I'm a fein, nympho pussy chaser chronic pussy stimulator
Life is love and GooDy do that body right, rhymes is tight
Like the laces on them J's on the feet of a lame
Minor fame growing quick, light skinned kid put his future on a crash course
If this rap shit don't work I'm a have to wash a couple floors
Never been the labor type, limelight, smoking Lemon Kush mixed with Sour D
Didn't want to be a rapper but this shit was just inside of me