[Verse 1: Eddy Baker]
You can call me Norman Bates cause I’m psycho
I hustle for survival
My weed green like the Geico
My phonebook is my bible
Plus I keep that fucking knife closed
I lose that weight like lipo
Fuck around with me I’ll leave yo ass in a cyclone
All my guys commando
I don’t think you can handle
Burn you like a candle
Beat yo ass down in my sandals
Say hello to the villain
Shiny bald head like Krillin
My chick look like 18 just graduated from FIDM
A pound of mid in the kitchen
It's gone soon as I zip it
Healthy Boyz n***a we flexing hard on the bitches
I’m at Whole Foods cashing out hollering at the women
12 bucks for a sandwich
Spent 20 bucks on a chicken

[Verse 2: Xavier Wulf]
You see me riding by myself
Trick I’m no punk bitch
Just because I’m fresh don’t mean that I won’t stretch the boy quick
These n***as out here jealous man it’s fucked cause they ignorant
And ion wanna talk about no dummy shit I’m busy bitch
N***as out here bragging bout some stupid shit
Till they get caught up and now I’m laughing like a silly bitch
Told the ho go home cause she was acting worse than little kids
Pull up to the set they smoking up like they ain’t finished yet
When I light my blunt she looked at me like where you passing that
I look back at her and told that bitch she never had a chance
Pull up to the show I hope her friends and them can get in there
Pull up in the whip he better hope his bitch ain’t get in there
You bitch