Germs

<Verse 1>

Off top, ***** I'm rolling

Can't stay focused

I'm hopeless

I want white like a token

Blunts stay rolling, I’m posted

Catch you home alone Macaulay Culkin

Matt Hardy, my gun you getting broken

Your ***** wet and she throatin'

My girl blonde like Goten

<Bridge>

It’s no shade (Not at all baby)

You can’t take (Easy money)

You know that I’m grand prize

Ahhhh you know I-

<Verse 2>

***** I got the sauce and It's wopped up

Stocks up

I might slip and shoot a cop up

They not us

I'ma make em put his guard / god up

Jesus

Hot sauce

With the cross up

(Can’t take!)

I finesse em with a better body

Fresh Prince, no prints on a severed shotty

Kill Trump, do 'em like Floyd did Gatti

(It’s no shade)

<Break>

Man, look it ain't no ************* shade, I'm just talking

You the one that got that liberal arts degree

<Outro>

Yahhhhh whoooooooo!

It’s no shade! (YOWWWWWW!)

You can’t take! (Whooooo! Yea)

You know I give it (Yea!)

I serve it

You know that I’m grand prize

It’s no shade

You can't take

You know that I’m grand prize