[Verse 1]
No chitchat, no conversation
Make shit brainwash whole populations
I don’t fuck with them and I don’t fuck with you
When I hear the bitching, drop something new
Lately fucking up lines, I cut em up
Me and Mary, we deep and dumb in love
All the mold inside never folding right
Tried to make the guap, thanks for holding tight
You ain’t that special, you ain’t unique
Drowning out sound when I’m burning through weed
Wouldn’t let a motherfucker get away with sneak dissin'
What all that you make is the pot we piss in
Crunk in the taxi, slide in the backseat
Public intoxication on my rap sheet
Wanna be big but I know that you can’t be
Might as well quit, but you’ve written no plan B

[Chorus]
Lеt’s get it started, bitch I’m raising evеry bar
Couple ounces in my pocket boutta take me to the stars
I’m a lowlife punk, all of my arrogance is a strength
See they give me what, I want but you better stay the fuck out my lane
Let’s get it started, bitch I’m raising every bar
Couple ounces in my pocket boutta take me to the stars
I’m a lowlife punk, all of my arrogance is a strength
See they give me what, I want but you better stay the fuck out my lane
[Verse 2]
Ever made em' mad, then my goal was accomplished
Did it myself, I don’t need no accomplice
Pulling to the curb and I cop ten keys
Let a motherfucker in, VIP entry
Trap star glass jar, full of fuckin dope
Bad start lack bars, hanging by the rope
I am no mentor, I cannot teach
So great that you sent your hate mail to me
You a square, wouldn’t dare, well I fiend for a case
Slipped TSA check, get screened for a K'
Smuggle peddle and cross the line
When I huff and meddle like all the time
Bitch I’m on a roll, all my drugs in control
20 blunts on the ground, boutta pack another bowl
Boutta die, taking synthetic in my veins
Feeling so ill, phrenetic in my brain

[Chorus]
Let’s get it started, bitch I’m raising every bar
Couple ounces in my pocket boutta take me to the stars
I’m a lowlife punk, all of my arrogance is a strength
See they give me what, I want but you better stay the fuck out my lane
Let’s get it started, bitch I’m raising every bar
Couple ounces in my pocket boutta take me to the stars
I’m a lowlife punk, all of my arrogance is a strength
See they give me what, I want but you better stay the fuck out my lane