Uh huh

pass me the ball cuz i’m bouta heat up

pass me a plate cuz i’m bouta eat up

open the circle i’m bouta T-up

yeah its young Murko i’m clean as the f***

smokin’ on purple i’m high asl

it stank, it’s makin my eyes swell

its dank, i got me some clientele

in sinque, NSYNC, i’m not timberlake

go away, uhuh, i go outter state

got that raf, uhuh, we go onna race

shake n bake, uhuh, not Ricky Bobby

its okay, mhmm, it don’t matter what they say

got my bae, mhmm, make me rattle like a snake

calculate, mhmm, i been addin up that cake

meditate, mhmm, i been pissy all day

fresh oil machine

yeah, i’m drippin the water, chlorine

they treadin the water, sardines

my wave is a tsunami

yeah, you know what i mean

mmm yeah, i ball on ya team

hmm yeh, i got celery green

i peel it back string cheese

she look at me she sayin “sheesh”

young murko the man to be

i got gas, can of beans

i smoke on that biscotti cream

Jeff Hardy i jump innat ring

the moshpit be jumpin like springs

my money gon jump trampoline

we got this bish jumpin we got this bish jumpin

they think they got us but no they dont

they think they gon win but no they wont

im winnin too much, like overdose

i call up my wifey i know she gon bend and then ima give her some chromosomes

i sin then i go get some holy ghost

they screamin for me like Macaulay Culkin

i’m chillin i do this shii home alone

its scary its lookin like the back rooms

im king i’ma build up my castle

im gon get my manor in order too

i need me some paper i need me some land im bouta go get me some acres too

you know that a young **** gon have a plan i’m not tryna do what they make us do

Uh huh (check up)

pass me the ball cuz i’m bouta heat up

pass me a plate cuz i’m bouta eat up

open the circle i’m bouta T-up

yeah its young Murko i’m clean as the f***

smokin’ on purple i’m high asl

it stank, it’s makin my eyes swell

its dank, i got me some clientele

in sinque, NSYNC, i’m not timberlake

go away, uhuh, i go outter state

got that raf, uhuh, we go onna race

shake n bake, uhuh, not Ricky Bobby

its okay, mhmm, it don’t matter what they say

got my bae, mhmm, make me rattle like a snake

calculate, mhmm, i been addin up that cake

meditate, mhmm, i been pissy all day

fresh oil machine

yeah, i’m drippin the water, chlorine

they treadin the water, sardines

my wave is a tsunami

yeah, you know what i mean

mmm yeah, i ball on ya team

hmm yeh, i got celery green

i peel it back string cheese

she look at me she sayin “sheesh”

young murko the man to be

i got gas, can of beans

i smoke on that biscotti cream

Jeff Hardy i jump innat ring

the moshpit be jumpin like springs

my money gon jump trampoline

we got this bish jumpin we got this bish jumpin