[Intro: DJ Drama & Kid Cudi]
Yo, ayy, ayy, yo
Ayy, before we even get started
You ugly motherfuckers ain't finna be mocking me while I'm on motherfucking stage
Like straight the fuck up
I ain't gon' lie
My nigga Cudi been fresh since days been turning to nights
This nigga been fresh since basslines was breaking hearts
Fresher than anybody made in America
Matter of fact, Entergalactic fresh
Dot Da Lyrxo, baby
DJ Drama (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
[Chorus]
Now I'm fresh in the night and I'm doin' shrooms (Ah, ah)
Can't tell a nigga nothin' when I'm in the room (Ah, ah)
See I ball, fuck 'em all, do you get it dude? (Ah, ah)
And I beat the oochie up, get up in her womb (Ah, ah)
It's a new damn day, film comin' soon (Ah, ah)
And they call for a nigga, I'm controllin' the minions (Ah, ah)
Lost in the sinnin', while we rage and we winnin' (Ah, ah)
Wait, wait, hol'-hol'-hol'-hold on, wait a minute (Ah, ah)
[Verse: Kid Cudi, Dot Da Lyrxo & DJ Drama]
Shit, Cudi, you better get these niggas (Get 'em)
It's the brawl star 'til I'm all gone (Yeah, yeah)
Serving business, get your ticket, tell 'em, "Come on" (Yeah)
All my niggas feel me, can't save 'em, boy (Yeah)
Can't blame 'em, when I'm doin' what I'm doin' (Yeah)
I don't give a fuck 'bout a punk talkin' shit (Yeah)
I'm the illest nigga in it, been the trilla from the top (Woo)
We ain't hear the shots, when I step up I'mma walk
I'm the realest nigga rippin' 'cause a nigga say so (Yeah, yeah)
Man, some dumb fucks never get it (Yeah)
Dumb fucks stuck, never livin' (Yeah)
Ridin', pullin' up, it begins, loud trunk on a bitch
Bump, bump, I'm slump, keep it hidden (Uh)
If she wanna leave, I let the girl lead (Go)
Nigga feel the pain but I bleed what I bleed (Yeah)
Yeah, I'm just a WZRD, boy, tricks up my sleeve (Yeah)
Yeah, I rep the double O even when I leave
Yeah, I'm just the cleanest motherfucker from the C (Uh)
Never ever seen a nigga quite like me (Uh)
Take it on the roof when the vibe too low (Yeah)
Gather all the blunts, burn 'em down in a row (Phew)
And I'm all dazed, eyes neon red (Uh)
Nails manicured, got a neon head (Yeah)
She tryna talk deep, forgot what she said
Got a bad yellowbone and she in my bed (Uh)
I'm just a king livin' dreams come true (Ah)
I'm winnin', ain't I? Been in it, make her cream, don't gotta say I wanna (Ah)
When I pull up in the booth, get the scoop, uh-huh (Woo)
This the win on, get on down (Ah)
Rollin' with my nigga Dot (Dot), and we ragin' out (Hah)
With a bitch with a couple nots (Hah)
And we know when we got 'em hot (Hah)
Sucker niggas think it's love, better tell that boy, "No it's not" (Hah)
Can't stop Cudi, no you fool (Woo)
Been doin' what you cannot do, and I'm pretty too (Woo)
Goin' hard 'til I'm in the tomb (Yeah)
Gotta move like I'm rollin' on my last day, I'm so consumed (Yeah)
And them demons hatin', yeah, they on me
Lost, can you hear 'em? Give 'em love when you see him (Tsh)
Never been the type to end it, I'm fuckin' spinnin' (Tsh)
I'm pour another shot of liquor, and then I did it (Uh-huh)
Askin' the Lord, the Lord, too blessed to fall
Now prai-prai-prai-praise you God
I'm straight drippin' (Yeah), there's the boy
Keep my guards up, back, back off me boy
They say I'm sickened (Sickened)
Just a nigga livin' with some stress (Stress)
Often smokin' layin' back (Back), ripped (Ripped)
Another night swimmin' with my feelings, rubbin' on a fat ass
The return of the mack, go and rip that
Yo, ayy, ayy, yo
Ayy, before we even get started
You ugly motherfuckers ain't finna be mocking me while I'm on motherfucking stage
Like straight the fuck up
I ain't gon' lie
My nigga Cudi been fresh since days been turning to nights
This nigga been fresh since basslines was breaking hearts
Fresher than anybody made in America
Matter of fact, Entergalactic fresh
Dot Da Lyrxo, baby
DJ Drama (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
[Chorus]
Now I'm fresh in the night and I'm doin' shrooms (Ah, ah)
Can't tell a nigga nothin' when I'm in the room (Ah, ah)
See I ball, fuck 'em all, do you get it dude? (Ah, ah)
And I beat the oochie up, get up in her womb (Ah, ah)
It's a new damn day, film comin' soon (Ah, ah)
And they call for a nigga, I'm controllin' the minions (Ah, ah)
Lost in the sinnin', while we rage and we winnin' (Ah, ah)
Wait, wait, hol'-hol'-hol'-hold on, wait a minute (Ah, ah)
[Verse: Kid Cudi, Dot Da Lyrxo & DJ Drama]
Shit, Cudi, you better get these niggas (Get 'em)
It's the brawl star 'til I'm all gone (Yeah, yeah)
Serving business, get your ticket, tell 'em, "Come on" (Yeah)
All my niggas feel me, can't save 'em, boy (Yeah)
Can't blame 'em, when I'm doin' what I'm doin' (Yeah)
I don't give a fuck 'bout a punk talkin' shit (Yeah)
I'm the illest nigga in it, been the trilla from the top (Woo)
We ain't hear the shots, when I step up I'mma walk
I'm the realest nigga rippin' 'cause a nigga say so (Yeah, yeah)
Man, some dumb fucks never get it (Yeah)
Dumb fucks stuck, never livin' (Yeah)
Ridin', pullin' up, it begins, loud trunk on a bitch
Bump, bump, I'm slump, keep it hidden (Uh)
If she wanna leave, I let the girl lead (Go)
Nigga feel the pain but I bleed what I bleed (Yeah)
Yeah, I'm just a WZRD, boy, tricks up my sleeve (Yeah)
Yeah, I rep the double O even when I leave
Yeah, I'm just the cleanest motherfucker from the C (Uh)
Never ever seen a nigga quite like me (Uh)
Take it on the roof when the vibe too low (Yeah)
Gather all the blunts, burn 'em down in a row (Phew)
And I'm all dazed, eyes neon red (Uh)
Nails manicured, got a neon head (Yeah)
She tryna talk deep, forgot what she said
Got a bad yellowbone and she in my bed (Uh)
I'm just a king livin' dreams come true (Ah)
I'm winnin', ain't I? Been in it, make her cream, don't gotta say I wanna (Ah)
When I pull up in the booth, get the scoop, uh-huh (Woo)
This the win on, get on down (Ah)
Rollin' with my nigga Dot (Dot), and we ragin' out (Hah)
With a bitch with a couple nots (Hah)
And we know when we got 'em hot (Hah)
Sucker niggas think it's love, better tell that boy, "No it's not" (Hah)
Can't stop Cudi, no you fool (Woo)
Been doin' what you cannot do, and I'm pretty too (Woo)
Goin' hard 'til I'm in the tomb (Yeah)
Gotta move like I'm rollin' on my last day, I'm so consumed (Yeah)
And them demons hatin', yeah, they on me
Lost, can you hear 'em? Give 'em love when you see him (Tsh)
Never been the type to end it, I'm fuckin' spinnin' (Tsh)
I'm pour another shot of liquor, and then I did it (Uh-huh)
Askin' the Lord, the Lord, too blessed to fall
Now prai-prai-prai-praise you God
I'm straight drippin' (Yeah), there's the boy
Keep my guards up, back, back off me boy
They say I'm sickened (Sickened)
Just a nigga livin' with some stress (Stress)
Often smokin' layin' back (Back), ripped (Ripped)
Another night swimmin' with my feelings, rubbin' on a fat ass
The return of the mack, go and rip that
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