Yuh, the phenomenon

Rawest **** out, goddamn I forgot to put a condom on

The fall of Troy was contained in a horse

They wanna know what's on my head, a couple bands like I'm LeBron

Money is the motivation, but you would never catch me paper chasing

I make it run from me, like your nose in the winter

They switch up like gender and wonder why they getting none from me

Still the same kid playing Yu-Gi-Oh!

Y'all be on some Amber Rose fingering the booty hole

Ball so hard, yeah I met **** like you before

Bet you still coming up short for that Rudy roll

Push 'em back like cuticles, my cutie go

Cousteau on a Hublot a few below

Take gusto, my new flow, your funeral

Open casket, a bastard like Rufio

Yeah, yeah, yeah

I'm that motherfucking captain, I be snapping like a bitch

I want pennies for my thoughts until I'm motherfucking rich

Had that Nelly, country grandma, used to bump that Ludacris

I probably forgot the words but all them

Songs are still my shit, shit, shit, shit

Nostalgia, don't let it falter

Do what you love, wedding ring at the altar

Write my own destiny, I am the author

My mama swear that I look like my father

My mama call me to tell me to call her

Damn, she know that I hate it

She doesn't cuss but I work on these placements

'Cause I wanna hear her say, "****, we made it!"

Yeah, yeah, yeah

I'm that motherfucking captain, I be snapping like a bitch

I want pennies for my thoughts until I'm motherfucking rich

Had that Nelly, country grandma, used to bump that Ludacris

I probably forgot the words but all them

Songs are still my shit, shit, shit, shit

Cheerio when I get to London, bonjour when I get to France

Get these hoes on my voicemail, get these labels on my email

Like hit me back when you get a chance

Nah ****, fuck your advance, want some milly off rent

Rather own my own shit, I'm a semi with a grip

Never fire off hip, umpire with the Mark McGwire when I hit

Yeah, umpire, umpire with the

Umpire with the Mark McGwire when I hit, yeah

I'm that motherfucking captain, I be snapping like a bitch

I want pennies for my thoughts until I'm motherfucking rich

Had that Nelly, country grandma, used to bump that Ludacris

I probably forgot the words but all them

Songs are still my shit, shit, shit, shit