[Chorus: Alex Wiley & Gibson] I'm so fuckin' and tired I get in and out the jam MacGyver Yeah that chopper a fitted to a visor Don't ask me bitch, I'm not your We don't give a fuck, yeah you suck, shit ain't enough You will waste your nut and we clutch finna up We cannot be touched, what's the fuss we so Yeah you you hot, nigga (fuck you)
[Verse 1: Azizi Man you (duh) A nigga his distance (get away) Yeah he was cool before now you like some bitches it's just me and my dog and we lookin' like Tintin I get in a world of science open a dimension God 'Cause idolize hoes, with your eyes closed set the low How the we get here? Bust a nut in your ear so you know why we came here Yup, I gotta make my name here Boutta the name of all the damn reindeer a holiday boutta celebrate every year No fighting but you know your boy top tier Ooh, for the Sorry fool I don't give a fuck (I don't a fuck) Who are you if you don't us? It's [?] no one
Alex Wiley & Azizi Gibson] I'm so fuckin' and tired I get in and out the jam like Yeah that chopper turn a fitted to a Don't ask me bitch, I'm not supervisor We don't a fuck, yeah you suck, that shit ain't enough You will waste your nut and we clutch pull up We cannot be touched, the fuss we so merciless You think you hot, (what?)
[Verse 2: Alex a blunt on the highway Oh did I mention my strain I ain't got for the mind games Givin' me brain a migraine You can look but you can't me You niggas define me I knew I had it since 9 [?] It was your time and times change I lace up my boots and then I excel, might as Servin' shit to my clientele, might as well We all a product of try and I got the dope it's a fire I hit the booth and leave fire I got that that make iron melt Tryna get Richie is Rollin' my [?] and fuck how you I'm from Chicago it's been a I got some still in the field, like the NFL Yo new shit sound like a Yo girl hit me like, when we finna She annoying, I hit it still They said I would but I didn't still And now I'm caught up in a Go to and wonder where the world went If on the path then I encourage them We just out here and fuckin' flourishing Never been too proud to be But I it suits me 'cause I'm arrogant Take your out like you Nancy Kerrigan Gave a fuck before, I care again, never care again
Alex Wiley & Azizi Gibson] I'm so sick and tired I get in and out the jam like Yeah that chopper turn a fitted to a Don't ask me bitch, I'm not supervisor We don't give a fuck, yeah you suck, that shit enough You will waste your nut and we clutch pull up We cannot be touched, what's the fuss we so You think you hot, (what?)
3: Mick Jenkins] Aye, y'all so fucking woke, coppin' dimes Boy, I know that you don't no smoke No for real a seal we can take it slow, take a smoke Ain't no deuces nigga, an invitational They killin' niggas and appetite is insatiable We build up like do Penny brick and mortar, plenty and Morty references I know my dick is shorter in a parallel universe where little dicks are More attractive than is important I'm more when things start to get bumpy anyway They lump me in with conscious But I'm so more than a preacher Writer, teacher, to see the real Don't fall into the film trappin' Know that niggas act regardless, I'm hardly heartless The passion is hardy and Euro steppin' Harden Flippin' through chapters of passport Boarding charter boats and altered or author quotes like