[Verse 1: Ab-Soul]
Just dropped a four I'm sleepin' (true)
I don't even know how I do this

Know your (*##$ wanna come with me
I've got pull around here we can go swimming
Ain't no love for these $#&@ boys

You can save all that noise
You row your boat up %#@!'s creek
I roll with adults that pack toys


[Verse 2: Short Dawg]
And y'all lack poise

Your paper thick still I'll take your chick
You can't wait and trick
Comin' out the pocket like Kaepernick

Flow tight still I make it fit
It's all love 'til the haters switch
And I'm in slow mo'

Gettin' so throwed that I'm pacin' it
I'm on that Indiana Jones
Cups double like clones

Pistol black as my ancestors
We don't ride with that chrome


[Verse 3: Ab-Soul]
She on my head like a hairdresser
But we ain't at the salon

So sad my credit bad 'cause she won't leave me alone
Stay a step ahead like a StairMaster in 3004
Smoke that OG and that Master


[Verse 4: Short Dawg]
Police dogs in my dope

Got these freaks piled at my show
First she chose me then I smashed her
Told her if it happens naturally then it won't be a disaster

My ^!$$%s know that I'mma grind 'til we four-deep in that Casper

[Verse 5: Ab-Soul]

My ^!$$%s know that I'mma ride until my ghost float in the sky
You ^!$$%s hustling backwards - for better or for worse
It's a gift and a curse - we makin' money off of bad words

Get money $#&@ (*##$es - yo fresh you pick

[Verse 6: Short Dawg]

Hm countin' my green or get in between?
I can do both I proved it
They see the Coupe I'm in

Ain't no reason for these ^!$$%s to pretend
If money is the root call me Kunta then
Used to have the two for tens discount on them stones

I'm pissed off in my zone
Got him dismounting the throne (it's on)
My game wild - I'm from a 'hood where you can't smile

I'm just here to make change pal
And I burn soul like James Brown


[Verse 7: Ab-Soul]
And it's a man's world
Got my hands all over another man's girl

Ain't that a (*##$ - yeah life is such
The minus and the plus don't place me with the average
You know I'm hazardous as Ks and pre-K classes

It's straight madness
Pumping gas and dropping matches with your daughter in the baby seat
Can you imagine it?

It's no conspiracy - every Soul Tape's fabulous