She in the hoodie on the daw

Giving you raw, fat shit

With a side of cole slaw

They know Shaw got it all

Keep you straight spewing bars til you go lockjaw

Drop top, high bars

Big biz, all stars

No time for little baby games Elon style, taking this to Mars MF4E, listen, you can’t see me with a million pairs of eyes

I don’t breathe

Taking over from the nosebleeds

Sipping on red I do it again wide leggin chance

Fuck what they saying