text: You see 
  On this here stage tonight is something legendary 
  He goes by the name of The Creator 
  But you, you call him Tyler Baudelaire 
  I be talkin that fresh shit, I dont need gum 
  Cookie crumbs in the Rolls, never no weed crumbs 
  He aint talk to his bitch in three days
  It aint gotta be this way, Im down for the threesome 
  I might buy a boat 
  Depends if Capri got space, dont really need one
  I can go in the wintertime, baby, I bleed sun
  Find another nigga like me cause I aint seen one 
  Pull up in that, uh, whatchamacallit? 
  Played a couple demos at Madison Square Garden
  And tell them motherfuckers at Sony Im not callin
  Im plottin on a billi, chilly in my garden, yuh
  Alright
  I admit it
  We just been playin with you niggas, man
  T, I think you need to load that second clip
  B-Hop, uh, French Waltz, uh
  She say she like the Royce and Im like Which one?
  I got two, hun, look 
  Catch me in my other-other-other-other crib, thats my AKA
  Hurricane-proof all the views, shit like A Bay Bay 
  The fuzzy hat, ascot, passport got tattoos
  Slim nigga, big dick, with a fuckin gap tooth
  The way he beam 
  Call me Mr. Always On Some Shit You Never Seen 
  In that mansion, livin single, bitch, Im Maxine
  Niggas of your standard shouldnt talk
  Give a fuck about your thoughts, call me if you get lost, bitch
  Okay, now you understand what we came here to do, right?
  Oh yeah, me, I go by the name of DJ Drama
  And on my side, thats Tyler Baudelaire
  AKA Bunnyhop
  AKA The Creator
  Call me if you get lost, suckers 
  We didnt come to play wit you niggas
  Look, tried to take somebody bitch cause Im a bad person
  I dont regret shit because that  worth it
  In the end, she picked him, I hope when they fuckin
  She still thinkin of me cause Im that perfect
  Ima get that deep text when this verse surface
  Better send it to my ego cause that shit hurtin
  Hope yall shit workin , Im a psycho, huh?
  Dont give a fuck, you left my heart twerkin
  Movin, losin, grip on my doings 
  Eyes is cryin on the jet cruisin 
  Bout to spend millions just to fill voids up
  Drama, I need you , can you turn the noise up?
  Can you turn the noise up? Can you turn the noise up? 
  Turn the fuckin noise up, ah, nigga, my heart broken
  Remembered I was rich, so I bought me some new emotions
  And a new boat cause Id rather cry in the ocean
  Its T, baby, uh
  Hahahaha, I tried to tell yall
  I dont even like using the word bitch
  It just sounded cool