[Intro: Joey Badass]
Yeah
Word is $#&@in born man

.. myself how I do this %#@!

[Verse 1: Joey Badass]

Got the Reggie from the Bush
Get lifted like a saint off the kush
Man all my ^!$$%s push so I always got the zipstock in the Ziplock

They know, like Ralph flip stock, hit the Mary, won't kiss and tell
My lips locked but my grip's not so I pass it off
Real burners, and we ashin' off the furniture

$#&@ your couch, (*##$, hush your mouth
She said she fell in one of them Ls, but let's don't count
These chickens don't love me, they love the account

But they will never know what's the amount? I keep the hoes in check
â??Til they bounce, don't ever let a chick see you withdrawin'
These ^!$$%s want to know what I draw with

But won't respond to what I've drawn
Tetrahedrons, take a dose of Patron
Mixin' knowledge juicing, deuce â??Cuse and Metatron

They wouldn't hear the tone through a megaphone, let alone
Cella phone, but my line stay hella blown
Hella blown, hella blown


[Hook]
Word is born

$#&@ the world til I'm gone

[Verse 2: Joey BAdass]

Yo Houston, we got a problem, copy
Four, five hotties in the lobby
So they can blow the rockets properly, but blowing spots never stop

Like them hockeys, they never get aqui to my prothy
Known around my city like George Pataki
Young Jason for them dollars in the mix like teriyaki

And round four, I force my large Versace
Over my big head, cause I don't live here, she getting too @@#!y
Won't spot me in no closet

I ain't like Kels and them
A closet full of arm limbs and a skeleton


[Hook x3]
Word is born
$#&@ the world til I'm gone


[Verse 3: Joey Badass]
I spray nines on fours, but if you pick five emcees

Ever, ain't gone flow like me, ^!$$% I'm too sick
I mean too sick, sent to Earth just to %#@!
Mommy, come stay, it's some new stick, I demand, I don't give two %#@!s

Better tell that doofus deuces before he catch you whipping
In a minute, Charles Dickens'll strip him for his Scottie Pippens
Cause it's all about the big pimpin'

Rob him for his Nixon, and then question him about his timing
Right here, it gets reckless, best advice is
To tuck your necklace, and put your arms right back into your Lexus

Cause G-Stone crips, they ain't nothing
To flex when the Billy Gate .. the really on some next %#@!
So if I were you I would probably ride with two

No fool, not two dudes, two tools
As in deuce â?? deuce cause ^!$$%s jock you for your soul
And your new shoes and your jewels too

There's something about another ^!$$% having %#@!
That have a ^!$$% spazzing clips all up in your back and dent
Cause it's all about bagging the baddest chick

Stacking them trays up in Saks Fifth
But word is bond, you been on
Word is bond, you been on


[Hook]
Word is born

$#&@ the world til I'm gone