Lyrics:

Number 2’s drinking minute made, you can’t afford a fridge so, you only drink lemonade
Cuz?the shit don’t?spoil, ramen noodle diet, mama noodle sty?it
And i do the choir, and i got the choir, ya’ll know me prior, gettin on a diet
I ain’t die yet, i live it like a rasta (rasta)
All you n*gga’s is impostas (postas)
With dame he a monsta (monsta)
Ya’ll gonna kill the dosage (dosage)
Ya’ll gonna take a nosage (nosage)
And we finna take you hostage
Allergic to shrimp, and by the way, bitch i don’t like lobster
This shit on a dasa (uh)
Your’e style got me nauseous (uh) you’re whole style got me nauseous, now i’m gettin nauseous
I’m a superhero i ain’t cautious, i ain’t cautious, look at what it cost us
21 years in the game, and we always stuntin’ yeah we gang (gang)
Showin’ that you nigga’s is lame (lame), look how far we came (came)
Went so far by the fame (fame), wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t cuz of dame (dame)
N*gga’s couldn’t hear me, n*gga’s too lame (lame), man it’s a motherfuckin’ shame (shame)
Shame, it’s a motherfuckin’ shame (shame) just to look how far we became (came)
You n*gga’s is bitches to the fame (fame), wouldn’t be here if it weren’t dame (dame)