Dante

Skoozi

If you want that beef we serve him a platter

Then I'ma go fry him and dip him in batter

Smoking on leaf I'm flying to Saturn

I'm rolling a fronto I'm making it fatter

Strap on a ray gun I'ma turn you to matter

Sipping on Tech, I feel it in my bladder

I call him Tourette's he in love with that chatter

Slick with my words like a Cat in the Hatter

Laying 'em down like a mat

Stuck like a tat

I got these bitches on tap

I barely even do rap

But when I do, they put it right on the map

They put it right on the map

Sippin' on syrup and smoking on sap

Feeling like Uzi that bitch is a rat

Pourin' up purple I'm sippin' on Act'

Keep it like Urkel I'm pourin' up purple

I be fried as hell when I pull up to class

Hop on the I-94 off the drank then I might just go fuck around and maybe crash

If you want smoke, then I might pull up on 'em with that Poké Ball just like I'm Ash

He gonna choke, we 'bout to throw him a pass and he ain't even gonna go catch

Feeling like Dash I'll be there in a flash

Smoking deciduous forest I'm smoking on hash

Feel like Jimmy gotta blast

You smoking a Suorin and you know that I'm smoking on gas

Bitch I'll be there in a minute, maybe a second

I remember all them days like Eleven

You switching sides you been looking like Kevin

Breaking ties at the 7-Eleven

Feeling like Duwap, I got that Gucci bandana

Yuh

I hop in your store I hop in your store I feel like I'm John Gabbana

I'm pourin' a four, I'm pourin' a four, I mix it right up with the Fanta

Ain't going on tour, ain't going on tour, I still haven't been to Atlanta

Been on the court Hasheem Thabeet

Poppin' a pill I do not sleep

Bitch I'm the GOAT, you just a sheep

Pussy boy, you gotta read it and weep

Your bitch is online and she's selling her feet

I'm smoking exotic you smoking on cheap

Bitch you been knowing I'm playing for keeps

Pull off in that Benz I feel like I'm Peep

If you want that beef we serve him a platter

Then I'ma go fry him and dip him in batter

Smoking on leaf I'm flying to Saturn

I'm rolling a fronto I'm making it fatter

Strap on a ray gun I'ma turn you to matter

Sipping on Tech I feel it in my bladder

I call him Tourette's he in love with that chatter

Slick with my words like a Cat in the Hatter

Laying 'em down like a mat

Stuck like a tat

I got these bitches on tap

I barely even do rap

But when I do, they put it right on the map

They put it right on the map

Sippin' on syrup and smoking on sap

Feeling like Uzi that bitch is a rat

Pourin' up purple I'm sippin' on Act'