Girl I'm nothing like ya last man you know I'm on fire Like I'm running with a match and I just tripped over a gas can Never with that goofy shit but I'm gon' keep you laughing Flow colder than winters out in Aspen If you pull up girl I guarantee I blow yo back in Knew I was the man back when we read 'bout Anglo Saxon They counted me out I had to go and make it happen Women love my dark chocolate black skin Yea And you know a n bring them racks in I don't do not handouts why do they keep asking If you want a verse and I don't know then I'm taxing If yo girl come over past ten I bet she crashing If yo girlfriend crashing I guarantee we gon' end up hash slinging slashing Thats the new lingo