[Chorus]
Studio my kitchen and we cookin' up (Hot, hot!)
Better not talk shit, 'cause then we pullin' up (Skrt!)
Enough with your lies, you can stop bullin' us (Bullin' us)
All these bitches want us in they flats, that's prolly why they pullin' us (Pullin' us)
Why the fuck's the label callin' us? (Ring, ring)
Is it 'cause we balling, huh? (Grr!)
Now they thinking that we've fallen off (Woah, woah, woah!)
Even though we really ballin' off (Ballin!)
Fuck that album, I think that I should call it off (Call it off)
So we pullin' up in Off-White (Drip, splash!)
Don't fuck with us, 'cause we not nice (Not nice!)
Motherfuckers my age got lice (Argh!)
Pass the plants over, then we got high (Woo!)
The cops pulled me ovеr, they let me off 'cause hot, white
Off-White

[Verse]
These days is sick, Yamu callin' me a prick
I said "Suck my fucking dick", so he motherfucking did
In my bedroom where I hid, so I remove the fucking lid
And I eat a couple ribs, home alone in the crib
I'm alone with this chick, put my hand on her thigh
She replies with "Oh my!", where's my V-Card, oh I sold mine
Young boy been working in the gold mine
I done did it in no time, back when I had no rhymes
When I was feeling so fine
But I remember the days, family was gettin' no pay
Celebrities comin' out gay, Marylin Manson made me afraid
I said that I'm gonna get out of this shit one day
But from then every week was a Monday
Mother comin' home drunk, fallin' off my own bunk
Then I found this shit, Crunk, then I took a big jump
Soon I'm the sick, everybody looking up to me
I'm every single thing that a man wanna be
All these other motherfuckers under me
Don't go dissing you the son of me
I got so big, that I got a hunnid keys
To every girl's heart, still inside I'm motherfucking Bart
Big shout to JJ, thanks to you, I'll make it in the charts
[Chorus]
Studio my kitchen and we cookin' up (Hot, hot!)
Better not talk shit, 'cause then we pullin' up (Skrt!)
Enough with your lies, you can stop bullin' us (Bullin' us)
All these bitches want us in they flats, that's prolly why they pullin' us (Pullin' us)
Why the fuck's the label callin' us? (Ring, ring)
Is it 'cause we balling, huh? (Grr!)
Now they thinking that we've fallen off (Woah, woah, woah!)
Even though we really ballin' off (Ballin!)
Fuck that album, I think that I should call it off (Call it off)
So we pullin' up in Off-White (Drip, splash!)
Don't fuck with us, 'cause we not nice (Not nice!)
Motherfuckers my age got lice (Argh!)
Pass the plants over, then we got high (Woo!)
The cops pulled me over, they let me off 'cause hot, white
Off-White