(You aren´t even a cold breeze for my man, Taz) Yeah, nigga, ayy Ayy, I´m finna walk this bitch, nigga Yeah, gang
They like, "Tyler, get back on your snap shit," okay, bet (Okay, bet, nigga) Got like twenty in my fuckin´ pants (Yeah), sixty on my neck (On my neck, nigga) How the fuck you rappin´ ´bout them bands? (Yeah) Ain´t never seen a check (Ain´t seen no check, nigga) Bitch want me to be her man (Yeah), but I just pass her to the next (Straight to the next) Boy, we richer than a bitch, why the fuck would I be stressed? (Would I be stressed?) I just woke up, made some fuckin´ bands before your ass got dressed (You ain´t even dressed) Bitch, I hop on any beat (Nigga) and fuck it up, and make a mess (Uh-uh) You think Mike Tyson in my blunt, you take a puff, it hit your chest (Boom, baow, nigga)
Nigga, I´m the realest in this shit (Yeah), you cannot get more realer (Can´t get no realer) All these diamonds on my fuckin´ chain, it might just cause a blizzard (Brr) Got this lil´ bitch fucked up ´bout the kid and ain´t even hit her (Ain´t even hit her) And all these bitches tryna have my baby like my name was Skilla
Ski, ha I took my baby on a ski trip, Luh Tyler (Luh Tyler) Got people thinkin´ I´m a dragon, what I say fire (Ha) Tell all my hoes that I love ´em, but I´m a liar (I´m a liar)
Goin´ through my city, stabbin´ shit like I´m Michael Myers (Ayy) Niggas say they gon´ kill me, okay, bet (Okay, bet) I been tryna put a M in my jeans, these ain´t Mek (These ain´t Mek) I been knockin´ down the cold hoes, knockin´ off the threats (Bop) Niggas notice me when I be on the Delta, so I jump on jets (Ha)
Nigga, please don´t call my phone, it ain´t ´bout cheese, don´t wanna talk (Don´t wanna talk, nigga) Swear to God, you cannot name a fuckin´ beat I did not walk (I did not walk) If my nigga see they tryna get it on, he knock ´em off (He knock ´em off, nigga)
Yeah, my nigga treat ´em some like Randy, get ´em mossed I don´t take no fuckin´ orders, nigga (What? Yeah) I don´t take no fuckin´ orders ´round this bitch ´cause I´m the boss (Bitch, I´m the boss) Man, I think you better go and grab the map, these niggas lost (These niggas lost) Ricks on my fuckin´ feet, just like my last name was Ross (Gang, gang) Money and the family, it ain´t nothin´ that come before that (Yeah) I done went back to my old bitch, man, it´s a throwback (It´s a throwback, yeah) You niggas let your brothers hold some, them niggas so flat (Them niggas so flat) Nigga, we be standin´ on the business like it was a doormat (That shit a doormat)
Nigga, we was broke (Yeah), but now we ran it up, so we can´t go back (We can´t go back, nigga) My brodie walked in with a dirty cup, like where the soap at? (Uh-uh) And that boy be ready to crack a nigga head to where the yolk at And all this shit I´m sayin´ comin´ off the head, I never wrote that (Ski)
Niggas tryna steal my flow, give me my flow back (Give me my flow back) I been chillin´, I´ma still kill ´em, they don´t know that (They don´t know that) I be actin´ like I´m innocent, but I be on that (I be on that) Baby keep on tryna throw that pussy at me, I don´t want that, huh
These niggas barkin´ on the ´net, pockets so flat (Pockets so flat) Never see ´em with no money like those boys don´t want racks (They don´t want racks) I been tryna chill on the hits, don´t make me go back (Chill, chill) Like a bad barber, I´ll push a lil´ nigga ´fro back (Ha)
They like, "Tyler, get back on your snap shit," okay, bet (Okay, bet, nigga) Got like twenty in my fuckin´ pants (Yeah), sixty on my neck (On my neck, nigga) How the fuck you rappin´ ´bout them bands? (Yeah) Ain´t never seen a check (Ain´t seen no check, nigga) Bitch want me to be her man (Yeah), but I just pass her to the next (Straight to the next)
Boy, we richer than a bitch, why the fuck would I be stressed? (Would I be stressed?) I just woke up, made some fuckin´ bands before your ass got dressed (You ain´t even dressed) Bitch, I hop on any beat (Nigga) and fuck it up, and make a mess (Uh-uh) You think Mike Tyson in my blunt, you take a puff, it hit your chest (Boom, baow, nigga, yeah)