[Verse 1]
Got your bitch in my bedroom
We fuck after that, then I went to use the restroom
Took a good shit, then she gave me nice head too
Fakers bumping all my music, saying I'm the best, dude
Copped a new restraining order, we can't make contact
Can't you see I'm big, I'm getting put in fucking contacts
Labels hit my line but I'm not into contracts
There's a line between me and you, see the contrast
[Chorus]
Going to the DMV, I'm tryna get my license
Robbing all the banks, yeah I set off all the sirens
Run up on me, Imma beat you down like Mike Tyson
I got followers like the cattle or some bison