I'm gon fuck yo bitch shawty finna go in on my dick talking reckless actin crazy we gon pull up with them sticks ima pull the trigger let that bitch off till I hear it click we gon get the drop we at yo door you though that you was slick 100 bands 100 racks we gon blow it it ain't shit I can't hear you talking cause this weed so loud it's in my spliff loud pack loud pack loud pack that shit screaming I can't hear riding In a foreign car with hyperpop up in my ear I'm too faded I'm so fucked up I can't even steer

Okay okay okay

Looking my way i not from japan

Caling u mama i need to cent

Swervin my way i making music no lean

Smoking cig and whats up my friend

From bedroom to worldwide like suicide silence

Freestyle so fucking lit like warren

Trust no body like nazi till the end

No umberella my shirt printed not japan

No drugs cuz i panic for trippin

My flowly new wave for swervin

I dont have car but fast like mcqueeen

My dreams go to cali meet my friend

Someday dreams come true with my friend

This wave go worldwide like shippin codeine

Nice to meet you my friend

I wish making art till the end

Give me money dollar or cent

My flow very shawty like cocaine