Better Things Gangrene

[Intro]
We got this drunk dude in the middle of the street
(He just told me, he just told me)
He said he was gonna shit on us
Oh my god, look at him
Don't need that shit
I look like I need that?
(You can bet I got better things to do than that)
(You can bet I got better things)

[Verse 1: Oh No]
Now look what this cheddar brings
Custom everything, swerve in everybody's lane
I pull up to the curve then beef with 'em like Clubber Lang (hey, woman)
Then throw their chick in some nuts like P.F. Changs
I call that special the Kung Pao
The magnum come loud then kick in the mouth, the Kung Lao
But somehow someway
I keep coming up with more ways to earn them dollar bucks
Monster trucks, crushing you fuckers
Big wheeling, four by four
Hauling a two by four, that's Jim Duggan
Way to-OHHHH, waving the black flag, fuck it
I break down them roaches as if they tree nuggets
It smell shitty, don't it?It's just a repellent for all opponents
And you can bet your whole city on it
Pass the keys and the deeds, nigga we moving in 'em
Switching the locks on your door, welcome your newest tenants