i shit excellence & wipe my ass with diamonds
and piss on any motherfucker who says that i ain’t violent
so violent middle name riot
cut out the tongue of any chump who can't keep they mouth quiet
talk shit get dead
put a hole big enough to fit my ego through your head
flow like a pistol and i'm gunna start shootin
leave you dead too soon they gunna call you whitney houston
getting paid every fucking day
spend it all on big burritos and some indian buffet
fuck 2 chainz you can call me 2 platez
treat that curry like some pussy yeah i'm stuffing my face
snowstorm burnt out like a candle
so much blow got more lines than a flannel
so much money man i'm drowning in my wealth
yeah its like i'm wrist deep i'm so full of myself

so you can burn motherfucker burn
you know i'm droppin' knowledge
learn motherfucker learn
you know you know you know you know
you know i'm ratchet totally batshit
burn up the body we don't got time to go and stash it

listen up trick this is the scenario
i'm climbin in your pipes you can call me super mario
raccoon tail flyin higher than a kite
just stackin' up my coins tryin to get my money right
panties droppin' no i'm never stoppin'
your girl be on my carrot and i got her bunny hoppin'
in that ass backing up her shit you can call me traffic jam
thanksgiving dinner no turkey but i'm going ham
what what whats up stick a finger in her butt
what what whats up stick a finger in her butt
shark week rollin' in the deep
going hard in the paint put these hoes right to sleep
fuck the club i got a party in my flask
i got my own titties and i got my own ass
check out my rice stream no sprinkles
check out my eyelids no wrinkles

so you can burn motherfucker burn
you know i'm droppin' knowledge
learn motherfucker learn
you know you know you know you know
you know i'm ratchet totally batshit
my mouth runnin like a refrigerator try n' catch it
come on burn motherfucker burn
i'm spreading legs like butter
churn motherfucker churn
you know you know you know you know
you know i'm ratchet totally batshit
burn up the body we don't got time to go and stash it

burn up the body burn up the body yeah let it burn
burn up the body burn up the body yeah let it burn
burn up the body burn up the body yeah let it burn
burn up the body burn up the body yeah let it burn

you ain't shit you's a motherfuckin' ghost man
i'm bout to tear that ass up ms. pac man
burn up the body burn up the body yeah let it burn
burn up the body burn up the body yeah let it burn
call me disturbed cuz i'm down with the sickness
iller than shit bitch s.a.r.s.
burn up the body burn up the body yeah let it burn
burn up the body burn up the body yeah let it burn