Plug the beat in turn me up and watch me work

Till the sun up, put a city in a dirt

Hit the stage and watch me work

Have a lil fun now it won’t hurt

Money making introverts

Pull up to the gig then skirt

Boy you so awkward, why you so quiet

I used to be like you, lived on the sidelines

Holes in my brain, from the drugs that I’m trying

I used to be like you now I’d be lying

The truth got me sick and my inhibitions dying

Diving off the deep end while searching for the limelight

No primadonna, Just me

Mentality of Cobaine

I love my white girls like I love my cocaine

Plug the beat in turn me up and watch me work

Till the sun up, put a city in a dirt

Hit the stage and watch me work

Have a lil fun now it won’t hurt

Money making introverts

Pull up to the gig then skirt

I won't say shit on record

But you can see the shit in that record

So I'ma kick back and when the door crack

I'ma channel Shaggy, like that wasn't me

Channel Clap, like she don't lie

Day gone, now im gon ride

Sun's down, moon high

Key in the mouth like Sigma Chi

Now rich bitch, you can hold this

With the POTUS spit, finna flow the wig

Like the poor cats in Iwo Jim

I got the old E, out bursting seams

I don't follow shit, not gonna fall in line

That eight ball taking nine lives

These cats out passin' knives around

See the fake smile gotta cut the ties

Plug the beat in turn me up and watch me work

Till the sun up, put a city in a dirt

Hit the stage and watch me work

Have a lil fun now it won’t hurt

Money making introverts

Pull up to the gig then skirt

How you been cutty, what it is

Here, let's take a walk

Round the block

Trade some chalky pills for legal tender dog

I gotta slight problem, I smoke weed too much

After drinking too much, cause me to sleep too much

Result in dreaming too much, bout nouns adverbs and thangs

Some dream of fame, notoriety

Iced out nose, diamond ring

Some dream of parking spaces with no break-ins

And liquor to sip up with no chaser

End of the day, end of the day

Everybody want that cocaine

Plug the beat in turn me up and watch me work

Till the sun up, put a city in a dirt

Hit the stage and watch me work

Have a lil fun now it won’t hurt

Money making introverts

Pull up to the gig then skirt

I ain’t into all the Jell-o powder

I’d end up with only cherry snot

Cokey nose without no polar bears

How much you worth, a couple kilo lot?

I ain’t into pop, I ain’t into rocks

I ain’t down to ski with your polo socks

White China lick sniff, Michael J Fox on a trip stick

Shaky, fake me

Would say anything you do could be improved if you agree to dip a spoon into a little of the taking

Snow flurries on the kitchen counter, with a hundred dollar bill straw

Now I’m being honest

I can normally handle my problems

But if it’s a means to cover all my funding

I’ll have a bag full of white girl like Ted Bundy

Plug the beat in turn me up and watch me work

Till the sun up, put a city in a dirt

Hit the stage and watch me work

Have a lil fun now it won’t hurt

Money making introverts

Pull up to the gig then skirt