[Hook]
It's in my DNA cause my pops like to get [bad word] up the same way
It's in my DNA cause my moms like to get [bad word] up the same way
DNA, DNA cause my fam like to get [bad word] up the same way
DNA, DNA cause my fam like to get [bad word] up the same way

[Verse 1]
Waking up, drooling on Versace pillowcases
I ain't smoke an eighth a day, I might end up a mental patient
Terry cloth bathrobes, blunts and ashtrays
White wine in flute glass, early morning Saturdays
Food plates and grape Ape, crepes and OJ [bad word] swimming topless in Chlorine off morphine
Emails on iPads don't answer when phone rings
Text message [bad word] down on four beans
Everynight like a bachelor party in Sin City [bad word] sniffing coke off each other [bad word] with rolled 50s
Life I live like Charlie Sheen and Rick James
Goin hard until it ain't a dollar to my name
This that Triple X [bad word] [bad word]  how ya feel?
Groupies like glam rock, poison logo pills
Sniffing a molly off amps blond haired tramps
When I'm on my way to the stage every night I rage

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Warhols all on the wall of the villa
Adderall popping got me jumping to ceiling
Perceived as a villian no sentiment in my sentence
For instance in instants they'll be calling forensics
If incidents occur remember these ain't just words
Go from talking [bad word] to organs preserved
You soft serve rappers just hide behind your reverb
And even without effects you'll end up dessert
I research and homework, make you dig ya own dirt
On beats buried alive, ratting wiseguys
I'm with a latin [bad word]  fat [bad word]  well porportioned thighs
And love to see it cumming so I squirt it in her eyes
I'm hopping out that new [bad word] like narcs on Tuesday
The grill on it shiny like LL Cool J's
What's on my waist could make a [bad word] meet ya doomsday
To describe ya mixtape that [bad word] was like a toothache

[Hook]