[Intro]
P. Soul on the track

[Verse 1: DBangz]
Look, uh
Fuck with me, you might get thrown up in the closest ditch
Dispose of your body and claim that I ain't notice this shit
And if you notice, my words I quoted were chosen by
Jesus after I wrote a whole verse on some dope that was seedless
But, it was potent and needless to say I don't need it to spaz on any beat that you throw my Adidas
I'm frequently freaking on tracks that I tweaked in the lab
I'm unfreezing more heat that you need when you heatin' the dab
Meet and adapt and attackin' the artist that jabs while I'm arguin' facts
I guess it's gettin' 'em mad, this ain't high school n***a please stop hatin' my swag
Ayy 'dya heard DBangz is blowin' up like unattended bags in the airport for the Arabs and wives with hijab mask
I don't know why they wear it but they get mad when I ask
She sent me a pic, but it was lackin' a flash
So when she sent the next snap, I started to jack until my ceiling collapsed
It's the life of a villain that nobody toppin', I'm poppin' like one-hit rappers that often say that they album is droppin'
Battle one every night, I left the last in the coffin
I'm constantly coughin' on marijuana, that eyes, the pollen
Every night I write a verse, I feel close to the music
This is one of God's perks and I had to abuse it
I don't know if he exists, I'm still trapped in confusion
I should think it over a bag in the back of a muda
Conversatin' with two girls but which one is cuter?
The sexy Asian or the girl I found on my computer?
Sorry girl, but you datin' a popular loser cause I dropped out as a junior and flew to Vancouver for that pussy from that girl on the computer
Y'all stay fly 'cause all I know how to do is just stay high, yo
I said y'all just stay live 'cause all I know how to do is just stay high
[Interlude: UU]
Well you see like, I ain't really done no song like this before
You feel me?
Like, never rapped on no beat like this
But, this ain't out of my comfort zone, though
I'ma still kill that shit
Don't worry 'bout it
Yeah, I go by the name of UU
A.K.A, Bitch Ass N***a

[Verse 2: UU]
Every night I write a verse, I feel close to the music
Unlocked a new flow on this track so I had to abuse it
Got so much in my bank account that I never could lose it
I locked my style in a safe so you never could use it
I really hate them girls that hurt, but never let you see
Piercing my atmosphere like little spikes of jealousy
They throwing shade, don't throw it back, I like to throw the tree
You n***as mad that you can never be higher than me
Who else you know that can rap about his real pain
Sometimes I feel like I'm trapped inside this rigged game
I fuck a bitch on the couch then pass to DBangz
You other rappers the shirt and I'm the bleach stain
I stand out even when I'm in different time zones
You other n***as bust quick, but I'ma last long
You other n***as are rats and I'm the python
You n***as cannot go down the path that I'm on
Used to be Christian, now I don't even know my religion
Said you're supposed to be this way like females in the kitchen
Said you're supposed to be this way like Black folks in the field
I used to listen, stay in line just so I can appeal
You praise God but I'm not really with the ass kissin'
Why do I have to get on my knees for your God to listen?
Why do I have to say I'm wrong and God is always right?
Why do I have to pick a side when this is not my fight?
I stay up all night cause I can never get no sleep
Shawty showing me her ass, I'm tryna see them feet
Shawty wanna have sex, I'm tryna beat my meat
Told me to come and suck her breast, I'm tryna rub them knees
I don't really have a preference with the girls I like
I might just fuck up on a midget, might fuck on a dyke
She said she was clean, I had to sniff it, and damn, she was right
She let me hit it from the back and that pussy was tight
Yeah, and that pussy was tight
And that pussy was tight
Invited me to have a three-sum with her granny
And shit, I just might
Yeah, I'm higher than a kite
I'll do anything for a muh fuckin' Klondike, n***a, yeah