You can catch me chillin' with the polar bears
Bogus, fucking jokes on us sucka punch
Dat dare sweatshirt wearing mothafucka $crim
Scarier Ric Flair been there done jack
Sack full of cash
Backpack of hash
Grab that stash and dash
There ain't never a clash
Rip a flash
Swallow ya soul through a flask
Grab that mask and never look back
Black plague sick
Oh wait i meant to say slick
Pissin' on his missin' MRS
Dippin' the tip in the grip
And sipin' glory, tippin' maury
It's a fuckin' secret story
Kinda boring, yeah
(UH) Stormin' in the southeast
Shit it's really pourin'
But i'm snorin'
Hit the alarm clock
While my stocks in farm blocks
Gets hot, like a pot
On the fuckin' stove oven top
[Verse 2: $crim]
Ridin' solo, through Kyoto
With four hoes, I'm a no show
For more shows, wanna tango
Drinkin' faygo, maybe mango
Got a tan ho, couple tan bros
Make a fan go, to the van ho
Fuck her mouth til the tears start pourin' out
I'm just chillin' eating pizza in a foreign house
Quiet as a mouse, plottin' on a spouse
Whats this all about? (I don't even know)
Only thing i know is that im throwed
Sippin' and spillin'
Villians is chillin'
Eatin' on children
It's Scrimmy the villian
Got penicillin
Munchin on Chili's
Pop a few willies
Pop a few pillies
Bite a few tities
With my homeboy timmy
Grippin' on semis
