[Verse 1: Acetone]
Now I don't lean wit it I don't rock wit it
2-2-3's up in the air (?)
This that swamp rhythm this shit I am not with it
Only roll with riders we be really out here block spinnin'
Lil' perky in my Jazzin' Berry sizzlin'
Your bitch heard I'm in town doing a show and she bought tickets
I'm pulling up with Frankie we leaving with the dividends
You fools like to pretend but we all know that you ain't living this
[Chorus: Frankie Goldie]
Blue Razz jolly rancher 20 ounce (?)
Tina Turner private dancer throw it back and do a split
Yes, is your only answer if you want to pay your rent
Came up off a boulder brick I been ballin' ever since
The fuck is you saying hoe speak up
That's why your boyfriend got his ass beat up
I stay sippin' sizzurp got that funk up in my trunk
I put that on the hatchеt and my motherfucking lean gut
[Verse 2: Frankie Goldie]
I ain't with the politics so don't go acting modеst bitch
I'm just being honest bitch you suck it better swallow it
The way she giving knowledge bitch she could've went to college bitch
Now she at the booty club twerkin' for a scholarship
(?) acknowledge it
(?) while she wobble it
She wanna be my bottom bitch but I told her "that's too obvious"
Hit her with the helicopter dick I'm blastin' off
Like a rocket ship 'cause that top it is the sloppiest (Yea-huuh!)
[Chorus: Frankie Goldie]
Blue Razz jolly rancher 20 ounce (?)
Tina Turner private dancer throw it back and do a split
Yes, is your only answer if you want to pay your rent
Came up off a boulder brick I been ballin' ever since
The fuck is you saying hoe speak up
That's why your boyfriend got his ass beat up
I stay sippin' sizzurp got that funk up in my trunk
I put that on the hatchet and my motherfucking lean gut