[Produced by Thelonious Martin]
[Verse 1: Hodgy Beats]
I always get the hatred and it still means nothing
Thats why you're quiet as f** handcuffing your b**h and mean mugging
Gym cla** coast license plate from Tennessee
She see me punching in the coast and she wanna come with me
Hung-a-ry like the race I raise, from a place with cooked meals
I'm over junk and sweets she want the Donald Trump beat
Pull up in the front seat
Coupe rum flow lyrically Mutombo
b**hes going in my mothers uhhh gum-bo
Odd Wolf lions at the circus hear a dumbo
Oseo Cardinal flying spark a seamer
Those are the Rust fires naturally happening in the winter
Higashi Miyagi ga**ing igniting it in the sprinter
Recycle smoke from the second hand pa**age
I carry weight like stress baggage
I f**ing move the package across the Atlas
Drop the money off at the address
Pick your pocket, now you are packaged in the box
Jack sh**, n***a