text: I push the 8 ball right across the pool table
  Not basketball but im saying my game could fool April
  Its such a marvelous day and niggas still will hate you
  Plant a tree water the surroundings than wait to peel a grapefruit
  Success is my escape route drive it like a grey coupe
  License invalid, Im headed to my palace
  Im a cowboy bitch Im rowdy, music playing loudly
  Im fresh in my attire you boys just in the choir
  Im rolling sober take your king out of cobra
  No venom in em, open my hand of women
  Im about the benjaminem, fucking off as I spend it
  In foreign countries comfy and fucking distant
  Gold bitches wash my dick and clean the kitchen
  Tatted with golf wang cats and stencils scripted where they dippin
  If it aint about a waffle then we dippin
  Bitch im too wide expedition pay attention before you miss it nigga listen
  I got your back like a spinal tap
  Yoga mats runnin out of bubbles soda flat
  Nigga hulk attack green snaps from dojer raps
  My wolves lurk where logan at
  Wolf gang musical chairs I fuckin fold you back
  Rollin up weed and im dabbin the wax
  You stick to the script ho I get to the facts
  Rippin through tracks like a train conducter
  Im giving them tasks, Im the instructor
  Roofs on fire like DJ Khaled tour bus
  Smokin on weed bitch Im high as a kite
  Breakin down more finna hop on this flight
  Born a real nigga real nigga for life
  Dont believe in the hype baby this mellowhype
  Smoke good for the night so Im good for the night
  Im taking it back to the house going to the hood for the night
  Bats on heels nigga straps gon kill
  The cab no wheels jack told Jill
  I dont like kinds and icons who pipe dimes and so on
  Let by gones be by gones and tai quan do on
  Where I stand still fucking awesome I am
  Need chains with more rocks then rocks and sand in iran
  I saute the chef and if its Odd you want to test
  It will be one big room full of triple 6 reppers
  Always say that Im lo key with my moves
  Cause Im a ninja I dont like niggas to see what I do
  And my focus was on saving grace
  Till I got that late call that wolf killed ace
  Heard he sprayed up the place
  Well Im the Midnight Marauder that makes twilight music
  And fans think that Im more awkward then Kristen Stewart
  Couldnt do it without the losers that thought I wouldnt do it
  No sympathy for the ones that never stuck to it
  Attack em, rack em, wrap em in the back of a Buick
  Wonder how my day goes it aint nothing but music
  And wonder how I spend my evenings and my kind of night would be
  See my kind of night would be nylon rope duct tape
  Me and Ameriie