Look I'm stepping on the mic To tell them all about Canada Everyone is nice So low d**h per capita Yeah the army's weak So these countries like to laugh at us But we don't needa fight We just light it up like panama An animal That is now off of the leash Yo We don't sling coke Still there's snow up in the streets If you running up on our turf Mumbling something bout our beef I got a lot of cattle Up in the field you can eat Your b**h is on my co*k The friction has got me burnt up My dick is going soft From the whiskey when I turn up This kid ain't got a thought Cause his mind is always stirred up I'm sick but never cough Cause I'm sipping on some syrup Yeah And that's the land of the North Where the cops don't have a car They just ride up on a horse And yeah we always balling Yet we're never in the court We're sliding in the DMs Like hockey's our favorite sport
We don't need ruins To be beautiful like Greece We got our own beauty And it's covered up in grease While your brewing And blooming Your beer and weed We got mooses, music With the deers and geese But for me They callin' it the flow that never flops Cause my rhymes are always flying Like the feather off a hawk While these other rappers falling Like the snow that never stops So pack another sweater Cause the weathers never hot Yup And yo I'm sick of all these dumb c*nts Yeah there's nice girls But majority are puck s*uts Only interested in getting loaded Like a dump truck Or finding dudes with money Who are slowly on the come up So come up to me And see greatness Instead of f**ing hating And saying we ain't got bacon Cause half the worlds pork We're making and then creating For y'all to f**ing eat But yet you're still complaining?