I don't f***ing like this shit, f***! Ah! Tall, ugly n***a with lips bigger than Tigger Only blueprint on these vans like I don't listen to Jigger Uh! Cotton-picking n***a, golf wanks, he's a sicker than a block Colettin' skate shops with Wools Dillon Uh! Workshop is awesome, Axe Dillon, let's pretend like I'm not makin' dollar Bill Withers on these f***ing stickers Um! Pulling down my zipper and she's quick to say she doesn't suck, b***h Cut the crap like tight booty when they scissor Uh! Pink-haired missus, I'm her mister Sippin' slurpees, draggin' chips, now show your tits for Mr. Fuji, take a picture Uh! Oath is poppin' like a blister, need some Listerine? Spittin' goddess ballin' like we Mr. Clean, sister Uh! Sick of being black, sippin' paint, then I ride a tin flag Plottin' on a babysitter beef for dinner and hopefully I get her If I don't, f*** it then, see I never sip Sun polar opposite of Smithers, I'm done, b***h Into the ozone leaves and the earth is hot Loyalist squad lurkin' in the parking lot The moon now workin' and the stars align I stay golden, y'all thought I was out my mind Loyalist squad lurkin' in the parking lot Loyalist squad lurkin' in the parking lot Loyalist squad lurkin' in the parking lot Yeah, somebody told me I had a decline and a buzz Not a shocker, bro, I had the stun gun in my bum And when I drop shit, you better have a towel and a sponge And ask why, b***h, I eat a ton, buck, and a chum In Burkina's bottom, I am the biggest problem When shit's fishy, n****s dip like they were settin' Harlem Eaters turn them into nuggets like Carmelo and Dunn We just sit and burn shit just like my f***in' aunt Dunn I'm like gold, zones are something you have to stand to reach My campaign speech elect me commander-in-chief Respect to whose ever-minor appearances cause mass hysteria But I'm still incomparable, I'm like the face of America I'm the ambassador from a land made of gold I'm a f***in' centerfold, I'm somethin' to behold I can kill a hundred shows, take one for the road I'm results of puttin' persistent pressure on cold Into the ozone leaves and the earth is hot Loyalist squad lurkin' in the parking lot The moon now workin' and the stars align I stay golden, y'all thought I was out my mind Loyalist squad lurkin' in the parking lot Loyalist squad lurkin' in the parking lot Loyalist squad lurkin' in the parking lot It's a dog-eat-dog rule, don't get bit, bruh A son of a bitch I am, yup, I'm a sick pup I thought that you were nice Yeah, I am slut I'm also half-ass, a racist who hates n****s Yup, I'm a mixed mutt Cream is the top bunk, green is the pillowcase Golf is the bed sheets, hat, t-shirt Trash-wank sticker on that Chima-Ferg off-sen I'm real with the box and I murder with the pen It's be my boy's boy, never swervin' in the bin I'm listenin' to Dead Sam, demos on the tin Can I get a medium with cheese and bacon? It's Loyalist squad, n***a Fuckin' Loyalist squad That shit was fuckin' crazy Yeah Yeah, fuck Fuck Fuck Yo, Don Shu, look, n***a You know your name Sam's after you Running, Sam is after who? You For what, what the fuck? We found out you and Salem been hangin' out We say he gon' kill you Kill me, what the fuck you mean, kill me? You're the booger, you know Wait, slow down, wait, slow down What the fuck you mean, he gon' kill me? I don't know, he just said he gon' kill you Not if I get to him first