[Verse: Denzel Curry & Key Nyata]
Let me introduce Mr. Popular
I'ma mix the Hypland, BAPE and the Nautica
She gon' wanna suck that (Oh), since the Monica
And she brought a friend so I gotta call my partner up
Hit my homie Key up, told him bring some weed with him
'Zel just hit my line and he said he got some fiends with him
I just wanna smoke some trees with him
I just wanna count my cheese with him
Get it on my own, swear to God, I do not need n***as
Call me Cosmic Father, on my momma, 'cause I breed n***as
Me and 'Zel, we gon' give 'em hell, make 'em bleed, n***a
Scouter on my eyes, I be high, but I can read n***as
Why you actin' slow? Guess you one of them negative speed n***as
I be on the go, movin' like it's a stampede, n***a
Box a n***a up, call me young Adonis Creed, n***a
Jordans on my feet, I ain't talkin' Michael B, n***a (Haha)