[Hook: chopped & screwed vocals]
Wake up in the morning
Break it down and roll it
Wake up in the morning
Break it down and roll it
[Repeated in background throughout]
[Intro 1: Avatar Darko]
Ch'yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, watch out
Got 'em talkin' a little bit, huh?
That's the sound of my chain hitting the back of your bitch's neck, huh
She love me too
Heh, talkin' my shit
Sledgren, Cardo on the beat, fool
Popped my burner, I'm flexin', whoo!
Took your girl, you stressin', whoo!
Popped my burner, I'm flexin', whoo!
Took your girl, you stressin', whoo!
Popped my burner, I'm flexin', whoo!
Took your girl, you stressin', whoo!
Ch'yeah, popped my burner, I'm flexin', whoo!
Ch'yeah, took your girl, you stressin', whoo!
[Verse 1: Avatar Darko]
Yeah, I wake up in the morning and check my text-es
Tell her break down a Swisher and cook me breakfast
I don't fuck with no bitches that be with the extras
Ghost ride the dump, push that oldschool wreckless
Just got my ribs tatted, so I'm sippin' Texas
Was turnt all night, so I'm hella restless
She call me for that pipe, she don't ask no questions
Why you spyin' on her Twitter? Checkin' her mentions
Your B.M. in my D.M., whoa whoa
A.M. to the P.M., go, go
Motherfuckin' He-Man, yo
And I can't feel my guns, nor my nose
Got a fake front tooth, yeah, I'm grimy, bitch
Tat-in-the-hat, that's my crime-y bitch
Run the train on your wife when it's time to switch
I just splooge in her face, little slimy bitch
Why you so vulgar?
Um, well I'm a scumbag Russian and I rep my culture
Your gal love it how I stretch and stroke her
I be all up in her tummy like a peptic ulcer
Blue steel snubby, that's my little toaster
Make my girl hold it if I get pulled over
She was D-League product but she let me coach her
Now she centerfold status while bendin' over
[Hook x4]
[Intro 2: Nacho Picasso]
Yep, yep
Fang Gang and the Moors, you know?
Fang Gang and the Moors, more drugs than the Doors, you dig?
Heh-heh, Nacho!
Yeah, roll it, now roll it
Whatever you smoke, you know, Swishers, White Owls, Optimos, Zig-Zags
Just roll that shit up, bruh
[Verse 2: Nacho Picasso]
I'mma break it down and roll it, got to have it, can't control it
Got to have it, got to hold it, bust it up and pussy swollen
She a hoodrat and a rodent, catch me rollin' somethin' stolen
Threw a curveball just like Nolan, then I told that bitch she homely
Moor Gang, Fang Gang, ratchet as hell
Got two black bitches, matching Chanel
And we deep in the streets, but the fashion is well
I be flashy as hell, so I be flashin' a whale
Took a hit from the flask, now pass me the ale
We international, and irrational
I'm on acid now when I smash you out
She goin' to suck me 'til I'm dead, call the casket out
Everynight she gave me head on the casting couch
Someone give this bitch an Oscar, she be actin' out
Call her runaway bride, she be backin' out
She ain't worth a broken Swisher and a pack of loud
They don't make 'em like me, I done asked around
Strapped and proud, yelling "Black and wild!"
Serve rock to softies, still rock the crowd
Competition's dead, so who's laughin' now?
