[Intro: Alpha Mason]
Yeah Yeah Yeah
[Verse: Alpha Mason]
Listen I'm askew as shit, especially when its bout the team
Herbivore in spirit, all about my green
Used to ball, Pippen, Complaint money
Feeding out lyrics, I'm Al Sharp with it
I'm so livid, I got my niggas
On the same mission, we out here nigga
Vetta said "get it, just have fun nigga"
Now look at me, I'm often litty
Counted niggas out
Call my haters Ms. America
Fake love its incredible
This shit so hysterical
Your support ain't credible
Them niggas ain't hearing us
If you bomb I nute
She lost, got juice
I'm out ooh poof
Black dad this proof
This old, need new
Bomber shoes too
I won't lose
I won't lose
I need, I still need what you got
I need, I still need what you got
I need, I still need what you got
I need, I still need what you got
(... fuck)