Ayo FLYGOD Ayo—I was in my cell, I clicked my heels three times Pink Just 2's, my khaki-suit mastermind Water whip, toss the coke in the alkaline Platinum and gold, Ron English hat to the side Immaculate rhyme—it's so obvious Watchin' the world from up top—snakeskin binoculars Red companions, KAWS Xs on a suede mansion My band room had a bedroom—my wrist be dancin' My band room had a bedroom—my wrist be dancin' The flyest that's livin', we live and die by the kitchen Choppin' on dishes, grab the pot for ambition, we hopped over fences Banana yellow Fiskers (skrrrrrt) Pushin' crack like we invented it Jeff Koons, Louie Rubens duffle got ten in it (got ten in it) Kobe Jordan, pack we was kickin' it (was kickin' it) Anti Social Social Club wit' the snub, yo (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom) Gave the TEC a lil' love boat (brr) Grand wizard, Patek band lizard, hand-kissin' Miami Beach, geigers on Biscayne (biscayne) My shooter seen his PO and piss came Thank God for my wrist game (wrist game) Countin' money in the bubble bath Whip the half and got another half (whip) Rockin' Vetements, backhand you with the 40 Ask Lord, your head'll spin, a cold war Leatherman You will never be better than, shots echoing (Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo) Pulled up, red GL, looking all devilish (skrt) Word to the goggles on my Hebru Brantley Red Supreme Louie gloves, eatin' scampi (ah) Supreme Louie box logo wit' the. 44 (boom, boom, boom!) The way we sellin' squares, you'd swear them shits is bogo (Shits is bogo, shits is bogo) You'd swear them shits was fucking bogo Jumpin' to a conclusion could stunt your evolution Like the trees, dumped into some dust-blunt fusion Old cocktail of mine, chemicals derail time It's all good, as long's he ain't inhaling swine Dare decline, scared money makes none Take one, you should've flushed before the Jakes come Old shart—specialty is flow art Smart, but go in circles like a go-kart Yeah, don't start, make 'em have to finish Just bounce like gold-diggers, once the dough diminish Phony, it gets lonely at the finish, yup You see some deal dope, others steal hope What's revealed is of a certain feel, grope Yellow, moist, mushie; banana-peeled coke At worst; could not be confused with real soap Nope, you see, disaster is intended In the face of truth, don't ever be offended Overstand the past to get a grasp of the present (psst) I make it faster than you spends it End it