Shit, huh, huh, huh (Hey)
Pull up on they block and drop a ninety from the right angle
With them slimy guys, them grimy guys, don't let your ice dangle
Trippin' off the shrooms, like, "Why my eyes create a triangle?"
You a Captain Save-A-Ho, I'm the bad guy
If we catch him stealin', burn his body while his hands tied
DSM, the go's the go, b**h, we the franchise
Deep in my bag, I'm lookin' like I'm tryna grab fry
b**h, where's your friends?
Need the yerky, where's the tens?
Need a script, where's the meds'?
Back to y'all, where's the bed?
When I'm 'round the h**s, my favorite question always, "Where's the head?"