Hook:

Fuck you and fuck all the dogs on your side/
They have no drive, they just along for the ride/
The DJ finna push your song to the side/
He ain't fuckin' with you 'cause you awkward and dry/

Bitch keep your skirt on and push your thong to the side/
Now here come my slong and my balls, open wide!/
I want fried duck with the sauce on the side/
'Cause bitch I'm a boss now fall to the side/

G-Mo Skee:

Should I hit them with the neck snapper or bend they legs backwards?/
All of the above, thats the correct answer/
Titty fuck a bitch with breast cancer on X Hamster/
Put my foot in her ass and treat it like a Stepmaster/

I'm shiesty, been grimy since a day old/
My life biopic gone be starring Danny Trejo/
Let me a hold a pound 'til prolly Saturday bro/
Now you cant find me, I'm Carmen San Diego/

Ayo, I make flows and make sure they stay dope/
Using the Scientific Method made by Galileo/
Yo rap style is more outdated than a payphone/
I’ll eat you in a battle, everythang above the waist gone/

Shit, don't we all come from the trenches?/
Now days these rappers more stuck up than bitches/
I'm from Richmond California where they gun but the witness/
Then they let the gun fly off the side of one of the bridges nigga/

Hook:

Fuck you and fuck all the dogs on your side/
They have no drive, they just along for the ride/
The DJ finna push your song to the side/
He ain't fuckin' with you 'cause you awkward and dry/

Bitch keep your skirt on and push your thong to the side/
Now here come my slong and my balls, open wide!/
I want fried duck with the sauce on the side/
'Cause bitch I'm a boss now fall to the side/

Young Zee:

It's young Khabib 'Magomedov/
I rare naked choke him and snap his fucking head off/
I say shit MCs afraid to say/
Like I fucked two dike girls at a gay parade on Labors Day/

Then screamed Me Too, like I got raped today/
Drunk of vodka and Gatorade/
It's destiny, say my name I bang the thang it aint a game/
It's just nightmares like Dana Dane/

Give a fuck I'll throw paper planes at Drake and Wayne at a Laker's game/
To me everything you say is lame/
"You know who I am." We aint trying to Google you/
Trying to come through in a stole Subaru and shoot at you/

Drive through your funeral screaming whoody whoo/
Haha fucka/
Beef with me? Dudes is mental/
All I will hear is, "what you say will be used against you."

Hook:

Fuck you and fuck all the dogs on your side/
They have no drive, they just along for the ride/
The DJ finna push your song to the side/
He ain't fuckin' with you 'cause you awkward and dry/

Bitch keep your skirt on and push your thong to the side/
Now here come my slong and my balls, open wide!/
I want fried duck with the sauce on the side/
'Cause bitch I'm a boss now fall to the side/