Yeah, bitch I said oi Get those groupies out my studio Why the fuck are you so stupid bro? (Nah) Crack on my face, crack on my face, ay (Face, ay) Crack on my face, crack on my face, ay Bitch I said oi Get those Hoovers out the fucking building We came bazookas, I'ma chew it'til no fucking feeling (Oi) Crack on my face, crack on my face (Oi) Crack on my face, crack on my face Young coconut give her nut and the coco Hangin' for the head like a ratty Like paddy the baddie put her in a chokehold She turned to a chat for the saddy No chat, bitch, I'm maggie The prices ain't down but she go low Mix up the rack with the jump and she flip out She got her tits out, I must remind her of bondi Came up off the trap but made more with my dick out Wanted an 8-ball, I gave the cunt two and half, did the bastard like Charlie Sheen He didn't complain 'cause I put in like one of the gluc, and he said it was sweet Turn the two tonner to a trap house Trapped packs to a cunt wearing tapout Bought the white out, then I blacked out Woke up flipped four, eights, that's Blacktown You silly sausages should bow down And salute the general as soon as possible 'Cause everybody's got a sound now But when Marty's round it really is phenomenal 'Cause I can do more with these hands then a bottle of whiskey If my mind really wills Can't look a ganga right into her face Do her wrong tell on god all my mates, yes We gettin' lit up, please don't take my photo I'm tryna send it with all of my bozos Never can sleep and I tell them it's no doz Even got likes for designing my logo I cannot fail, I cannot sleep I go all in 'til the day that I peep Hand on my Willy, make sure it don't leak I got more bars then some motherfuckin' sheep Oi Get those groupies out my studio Why the fuck are you so stupid, bro? (Nah) Crack on my face, crack on my face, ay (Face, ay) Crack on my face, crack on my face, ay Goddamn, I must be a bad bitch 'Cause I'm gettin' money, and I'm looking good at it Don't throw back my back, but I throw back some yak Then I go back to back hittin' her slow then deep 'til her whole back go crack I might rap fast, but the drink got my brain slow Still doing crack head shit with no yayo This girl look like Jhene Aiko And her whine got me fucked up, man, fuego Said I gotta type said I like what I like She tellin' me I appeal to her feminine side Well, don't half step hit up my line I can show you my appeal to your feminine side 'Cause I don't have groupies, we can be besties Wanna scoop tea, I won't give her that tetley Whipped cream and a donut gettin' messy Hell, yeah, bitch I said, oi Like gimme a fucking break Bitch, I'm the hottest out, and I'm the smartest out Bitches be dumb, they do this shit for the clout (Stupid) I heard your raps, please take another route I saw your man, he look familiar Community dick, that's what you're fucking on? (Really?) I don't really know that lexicon, please know your place I can't relate to being a fraud or a fake Oi, who the fuck you calling a groupie hoe Niggas answer every bitch that's in their DM, bro (Every single bitch that's in their DM) Like seriously, gimme a break, gimme a break (Gimme a motherfuckin' break, bitch) And please, fuck out my face, fuck out my face Get the fuck outta my face B-B-B-B-Bitch, I said oi Get those groupies out my studio (I'ma get the fuck out, I'ma get the fuck out) Why the fuck are you so stupid, bro? (I'm not fuckin' stupid, you're the one dumb) Crack on my face, crack on my face, ay (Face, ay) Crack on my face, crack on my face, ay