Otto
I just lit a big ass blunt on fire
Im who your main bitch admire
I am a doer your a tryer
Otto
I just lit a big ass blunt on fire 
Im who your main bitch admire 
I am a doer your a tryer 
On your bitch first day at work shes fired, yeah 
Come get her please boy 
She really has to leave boy 
I make you sit, go and get some tea boy 
Meanwhile the dope Im smokin really gotta pee boy 
I smoke so much dope you would think I was a crackhead 
Always sippin on the purple ghost off of Pac-Man 
Come through with an axe, Im the lumber jack man
I got more ink guns than a fuckin tatt man
I pop more rubber bands than a fuckin bank do
I might take my Fendi belt off and spank you 
I got real guns, couldnt tell you what a blank do 
Put your pussy ass on a corner and slang you 
Damn, I think they sippin on that I hate you juice 
If you was me and I was you then I would hate you too 
Smack the shit out you and-