Amazin'

Ayy, ayy

(It's Primo Beats, bitch)

Ayy, ShittyBoyz

When I mask up, I'm a villain, not a hero

BOA loose, I done hit it with some zeros

Had a dub in school, you was chilling with the weird hoes

Getting bullied and you still broke

I could pull up big 'Cat and leave a big scratch

All I hear is big cap, you need a big hat

You ain't never switch 'Cats and took a trip back

Threw the braids in, bitch thought that I was Riff Raff

Like I don't ever think I'll make a song for the hoes

Punch your bitch a lil' thong and made her throw it on

Aaron Rodgers, I'm a cheesehead, packing provolone

I know you see the bangs, up the chop and I'ma blow his 'fro

I done took so many sips from this cup, I almost fell in

That ain't make sense, ask the stripper, "Can you spell 'tripping'?"

Put Creed on, smoke Gelato so I smell different

Get yo cousin out the fucking trap or my tail's missing

Lungs full of Blue Guava

Up the five on her, she was asking if I knew Sada

'014, I was tripping in them blue Pradas

Nut stain on 'em, yo bitch head is a true problem

Should've took him to the shoe doctor

Trash-ass bitch want some green like she knew Oscar

Yeah, this some new lobster

Dawg on tip, we just laughing, don't know who popped her

Swear to God, on God, don't know who popped her

Sleeve Nash activated, yeah, make her on it

Unky got that, he put a two on it

Looking at the field, so many touchdowns been threw on it

I just made a eight in a five, I feel like Ochocinco

New jack city, what? Best believe I'm blowing in it

I could aim in a thousand yards, boy, this scope so lethal

Bitch, I'm balling, I remember when I used to roam the bleachers

I been had thrust like I could've fucked my art teacher

Big up-up, I been fucking up them card readers

BAPE zip with the chop, ever had a shark greet you?

You gon' act tough till that fucking heartbeat leave

.223s, we'll give his ass a flatline

Four after four after four, bitch, it's nap time

Road, hit the road, hit the road, bitch, it's jack time

If she bending over, break her rim, yeah, it's Shaq time

Looking in the mirror, I remember when they played it crazy

I'ma make this dick touch yo ribs, I ain't playing, baby

Really don't know if the plastic or the paper made it

Exotic pop with the, this shit taste amazing