IRL

(Damn, Ty, you made this bitch too? The fuck got into you?) Nyah, nyah Phew, hey We'll pull up with a— phew Pull up with a— ayy Pull up with a shrink ray and turn him to a molecule I'll go back and forth with Tron But we'll still let them choppers deul What I'm smoking give me jetlag, I smell like rocket fuel Jitterbug dykin', I had that strap on me in summer school Doggy bone a burger, on the menu, he a number two We always on time, I fuck with Ja, but won't follow a rule You a fucking cyber champ, like, what you got IRL? He tried to pull up on the Dreidel Man, he tore his ACL Caught a clothesline from Hell, cuddy turned to JBL They knocked my sandcastle down, I left 'em lookin' 'round for shells Grindelwald, Expelliarmus, in here cookin' up a spell Shabbat night live on the block, this ain't SNL Found out that your wifey on me, got you postin', "FML" Me and Tron sippin' Pinot Grigio, I used to sip Propel Vernors with a hint of Stilpane, I spiked my ginger ale I ain't French, but I'm gon' give them boys sauce, bechamel I don't do disloyalty, won't change up at a wishing well Just in time, my cup runneth over, I'm talking Holy Grail I'm a starter, you be playin' roles, somethin' like Tony Snell I'm going AWOL, nationwide, not for sale Free my unky, gave him extra time, he fightin' cops in jail If he dissin', push him down the stairs, Thrasher Bust or Bail Face card scorchin', jewelry frozen, my life lukewarm Nat grabbin' on my Jew locs like they bull horns If we catch him talkin' to the pigs, turn him to pulled pork Still ain't eat no bacon ever since I hit it with the fork On a quest, I take the 'Wood, Elijah, Gelato Papaya I kicked the door, but left it open for prophet Elijah She a snake, got venomous saliva, won't touch that vagina She put the meat right on the plate and this ain't jambalaya Feelin' blessed, but leave it to the fans, they call me Jugg Messiah American Idol, we carry shit, no need to ask Mariah Faded in your city, countin' racks, I guess I'm matchin' Tyga I might buy my mom a motherfuckin' mansion in Vizcaya Leave a bitch mind blown, no bazooka in her medulla Jumpin' off the stage in MIA, but I am not Pouya Quarter in the leaf, got me stoned like I seen Medusa Florida boy forever, burn the wick, ooh, barracuda Set up shop in college towns, it's Lansing, then to Tuscaloosa Chopper send him into the abyss, don't speak on Bermuda We'll put a shell up on his back, turn him to King Koopa In the Caribbean, roll the opps in Dutches, this is not Aruba Off the water, you might catch me out with Pac in Cuba Still dead flies, but he couldn't hurt a fly like a Buddha Opps cheesier than gouda, if it's smoke, pass me the hookah Bless your heart in Tennessee, this chopper came from Chattanooga Rollin' up an instrument, the zotti louder than a tuba I would rob a cougar just to go and buy a pair of Pumas Me and Kosher in the jungle like Timon and Pumba I'm with A&Rs eatin' tartar, but I don't fuck with tuna You a worker, I'm like Schwarzenegger, don't get terminated Death row, I'm bitin' all the opps, I'm an alligator When it's time to serve out beef, your pussy ass a salad maker Nonpareils on my toast for all the times I pulled a caper When it comes to profit, we ain't playin', where's the calculator? I'm steppin' on 'em for a good cause, I'm an advocator Touchdown in Atlanta, bitches thinkin' I'm a Falcons player It's raining men, now it's raining blood, we some fucking slayers Water, ayy, ShittyBoyz, Dog Shit Militia and the Dreidel Gang Water, ayy, yeah, uh, yeah, yeah Water, ayy, ayy