It’s a standoff, duck, don’t get hit
Got that quick draw straight from my hip
I’m the Wyatt Earp of my clique
Baby I’m a wanted man, first on the list

I mastered earth, wind, and fire
You old men should retire
Bow down in my presence
Bitch, I’m the Messiah
White stripes on my tires
Not for sale for no buyer
Plant apple trees with my faculty
Coconuts and papayas
Bitch, stop
Tell the crew chief need a pit stop
Everybody lust for a big watch
Need a big boat for a big dock
And I don’t understand why
You tell me I can’t, why can’t I?
I got the one you want on standby
I was in that lake ‘till it ran dry
Take it for a spin, and I brought it right back
No scratch on the paint ‘cuz I got it like that
My hoodie is a fossil, I bought it like that
Dancin’ in the end zone, caught it likе that
My name hold weight
Good go to great
Evеry time I spend a lil’ two times eight
My home-cooked meal like heaven on plates
Let a bitch one I ain’t steppin’ on grapes
Words from a chef [?]
Play with that fire Prince Zuko
Don’t make me go loco, [?]
Pussy boy sweet like sucrose (Lil’ Bitch)
Take it out, put it back in
Don’t you got a friend you can tap in (Uh!)
What’s a great white to the Kraken (Tell ‘em)
What’s a fruit fly to a dragon
Uh (Uh uh uh)
When the sun, Moon, and Earth are aligned
A young man
Will begin to make his ascension
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

It’s a standoff, duck, don’t get hit
Got that quick draw straight from my hip
I’m the Wyatt Earp of my clique
Baby I’m a wanted man, first on the list