(Verse)
I'm the stage crasher
High on my mind at the rave !@$(

Despite the mass-media called the gay bashin
Every statement that I make stays for days after
Internet , #~!!@, LOL and my depraved laughter

So back pack and tryin' to battle me a slap you
This is be this is how I wanna be, I mean it has to
Every minute I'm alive is an blimmed disaster

I like the doc to my high $#&@ greener posture
I'm withdrawn from all the $#&@ing %#@! I'm on
Living on, here's my hatred see through every little song

Sleep on me, you're a sheep , you're a coward
I'm a creep hold a plate T neck shove it and eat
My reckon's run in the streets

Reckless son of a (*##$ , pun of the freak
Only dealin' G's that's my stees I make a hundred a week
Die beats something till I come in the chick under the sheets

Dumb as they can be they call it ignorance ,it's money to me

(Hook)

$#&@ the world dog I'm staying with the cash on me
I ain't hard to find, go ahead and ask for me
Microphone check 1,2 it is here

You can take it personal it's nothing but business

I need the weed smoke, and some liquor

Throw your mother$#&@ing hands in the air
We got a 8 ball and some (*##$es
Put your mother$#&@in hands in the air


(Verse)
Wow, lost in the highway

Amber Rose smirred off, shots top with high graine
2 hoes they top exposed low grains
C,D's and $$# with a pro rate

You playin' a probate
Lock her to the home
I'm blending her lived on one way

She locked to a bone
I'm menage in my own, you moist palm and grow
Your wife in the next room playing our songs

You playing all wrong, she ain't paying the coaches salary
Can't be Mickey and Mallory no more
Just pimpin' at my home with a flat cargo

They fax my next flow
Flip text with s rolls
So pass to xo's

I'm drunk and it doesn't bother me
Since I ain't living in poverty no more
This the panoramic roof with the 2 tone flow

And I don't need to know %#@! if I do know those

(Hook)

$#&@ the world dog I'm staying with the cash on me
I ain't hard to find, go ahead and ask for me
Microphone check 1,2 it is here

You can take it personal it's nothing but business

I need the weed smoke, and some liquor

Throw your mother$#&@ing hands in the air
We got a 8 ball and some (*##$es
Put your mother$#&@in hands in the air


Who's nastier , know I spit the newest raspy
Aren't you half for ya

My crews after you , massacre
In the street making cake flip no spatula
Passenger, in the acura with the after puff

Laughing but ain't nothing funny with the money
I'm hungry ,you give me counterfeit you take it from me
I throw your $$# off a $#&@ing bridge and cut the bungees

Spit a lungie for my tummy in your corpse you $#&@ing dumbie
If you do survive you be looking like a mummy
New Hefner, turn your (*##$ into my bunny

Pour some gin for me
Patrone sucking around grape juice
Ain't proof mix it up , put it down
I throw your hands up, throw your grips up
Get your man smacked just for tryin to get hand cuff

Get a damn !@#% to get my glance buffed in my man's truck
On the camera, that's the plan it's your man Knuckles

(Hook)
$#&@ the world dog I'm staying with the cash on me

I ain't hard to find, go ahead and ask for me
Microphone check 1,2 it is here
You can take it personal it's nothing but business

I need the weed smoke, and some liquor

Throw your mother$#&@ing hands in the air
We got a 8 ball and some (*##$es
Put your mother$#&@in hands in the air