[Intro:]
AYEEEE!
Dip swag dip
Dip swag dip
Ayo, fool I’m boutta dip over to Chinatown boutta get me some good food you ready

Okay!
I'm not from the country, but she like the way I dip (I dip)
Cuff yo lil thottie press this Glock all on her hip (her hip)
They all call me masa cuz the way I crack this whip (the whip)
Every time I snap, they be like, oh Nos you so lit (NOS)


[Verse 1:]
She acting like Juliet, and I am not Romeo
He say he a shooter, i read his portfolio
I call up a super then fly like I’m sindico
He think he a rapper he sound like tae retro

I drink me some henny then I go to georgetown
I slide on an opp with the mop then I skip town
This kiddys stay trappin but he just my nephew
And how you be trapping, boy you got a curfew


[Verse 2:]
I fuck on some girls and we tearing the city up
She rub on my neck while she pour up my double cup
I spin that boy block like that shit was a dial up
She suck on my shit then be yelling out FUCK
Be rocking Canadian like a Canuck
Be toting that stick when it’s up then it’s stuck
Be hearing their music that shit really suck
Be throwing bodies like my name Andrew Luck
Be setting bar always switch up the flow
Toss me 15K for a muhfuckin show
You see my neck how it shining and glow
If life is a bitch then I’m punting that hoe (it's good)


[Verse 3:]
Be lovin your mom like my name isn’t muscle man
She lovin the dick and the music call her a Stan
A piece of world and your girl still inside my hand
The stench of my balls in her jaws still inside her hand
Be lovin this money I think my name mordecai
Smoke on this gas getting high till I see the sky
I love me some money and pussy so i think I’m bi
I catch me an opp with a Glock I can’t even lie
You mention my family n***a then you gonna die
YOUR NEXT MORDECAI!!!