text: Yo, what up, man?
  Send me that instrumental real quick
  Which one?
  Whats Poppin
  Alright, got you right now
  Yessir, lets go
  Whats poppin?
  Just fucked my ex, I rawed it
  Two X of the mushroom chocolate
  Two X on neck, Im frostbit
  Stay dressin, no balsamic
  Got commas, Comme des Garçonsd it
  Cup got ice cubes like Compton
  Chef Nobu, cook me raw fish
  Long beards but the squads not Amish
  Just bosses, dropouts and convicts
  Wallets bigger than Chris Wallace
  Dead presidents inside, its haunted
  Yellow tape where Im from, stay cautious
  Made mixtapes wearin shirts with the horses
  Its been a minute since I gave a fuck about a critics
  Opinion but they keep on forgettin where the bars went
  Old-timers, damn, yall got Alzheimers?
  Cant say what your subconscious think
  Be honest yall hate that I switch genres
  Fuck models, switch condoms
  Eat beef like McDonalds
  Eat rappers, Jeff Dahmer
  Top five of the young rhymers
  Been sick, no virus
  Im an OG now, I do not pay homage
  Look, Im a Cleveland Cavalier
  Drivin foreign engineer
  At the Fashion Week in Paris
  Cinderella on my terrace
  Glass slipper on the stairs
  Ass fatter than Shakiras
  I saw her live at the Super Bowl
  I was in town for a movie role
  Toosie Slide in the booty hole
  Smokin woods, eatin tuna roll
  Playing cards like its Yu-Gi-Oh!
  And I was only in the studio
  I wake up, Im moody, I roll up some fruity
  That have more colors than a Coogi coat
  Im not a rapper that talk bout designer
  But this is from Virgil and Louis though
  Inside my closets a million options, I put on all black like a funeral
  I hop out the plane in pajamas, I do this shit daily, I dont even plan it, woah
  Whats poppin?
  Just fucked my ex, I rawed it
  Two X of the mushroom chocolate
  Two X on neck, Im frostbit
  Two eggs with cheese and sausage
  I’m in bed, she fed me topless
  Three Xs next to the names of the last three hoes on my missed call list
  Yeah, yeah, red eyes I cant see clear
  Whoa, whoa, my brick so white, it glow
  Damn, damn, she made an OnlyFans
  Ugh, ugh, cant write my life in books
  Im back to my old ways, I been—
  Alright, fuck it, Im good