[intro]
Uh, yeah, uh
I'm probably up in tokyo, what? (amu' incepe!)
Yeah, i'm probably with my ghouls, like what?
Yeah, let's go
[chorus]
Up in tokyo with my ghouls (uh-huh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bitch, we dripped, yeah, that's how we move (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
And there ain't no tellin' what we'll do (fuck you, nigga)
Probably got my hitters on you (brrat, doo-doo, brrat)
Codeine in my bottle, sippin' 'til my heart stop (what, what)
Ain't no baby bottles, i'ma sip it out of styrofoam (sip, sip, sip)
Bad bitch, yeah, she tryna eat it 'til her jaw lock (uh, yeah, yeah)
Let her in my home, but i ain't let her dream all night (uh, yeah, yeah, damn)
[verse 1]
Tryna find me, bitch, i'm where the 'ray be at
Tryna find me, i'm where the robbers be at
Front of your crib and i'm like, "where the lean at?"
She treat me like fetch and she tell me to lean back
I tell her i love her, she know i don't mean that
Chopper hittin' your neck like it's a v-neck
Hit your artery, sorry, pardon me, you a fake blood, but you really gon' bleed that
Bro just was slappin', i couldn't believe it, one of the few times i really ain't see it
.45 had to leave him to see
Shut the fuck with the tease or we sold what he read
I feel like i'm hulk 'cause, bitch, i'm a beast
Rockin' these shows from north to the east
Know me some killers that be overseas
Put a hit on your head while i'm in ovaries
Sippin' wockhardt, kurt cobain
Lots of niggas talk, but they ain't never do a thing
Nowadays, all they say is the same
But i got the last laugh, now i'm laughin' to the bank
[bridge]
Fuck what you talk 'bout, i don't hear that i don't really care about what's your feedback
I'm in her head, i drive her crazy, she wanna fuck me in my maybach
If you wanna head out, bitch, just say that
Beat around the bush, nah, i don't play that
Fuck in her raw just like my music bitch, i ain't never had to use no latex
[chorus]
Up in tokyo with my ghouls (uh-huh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bitch, we dripped, yeah, that's how we move (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
And there ain't no tellin' what we'll do (fuck you, nigga)
Probably got my hitters on you (brrat, doo-doo, brrat)
Codeine in my bottle, sippin' 'til my heart stop (what, what)
Ain't no baby bottles, i'ma sip it out of styrofoam (sip, sip, sip)
Bad bitch, yeah, she tryna eat it 'til her jaw lock (uh, yeah, yeah)
Let her in my home, but i ain't let her dream all night (uh, yeah, yeah, damn)
[verse 2]
.40 kickin', nigga, like it's tekken
I'ma pull up on him with my weapon (uh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, he is good, but i'm the bestest (i'm the best, nigga)
I'ma fuck on her and then on her best friend
Came a long way from section 8 (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Got some money in my pockets and a steak on my plate (uh)
All these percs got me fried in a state of decay (uh)
On me, oh my, i'm so high, but i won't let 'em get away (brrat, doo-doo, brrat)
Fuck her dirty, call her dirty diana (yeah, yeah, yeah)
But my chopper sang, it soundin' like diana ross (brrat, doo-doo, brrat)
Let me cash when you two-timin', nigga (let me cash)
Type of shit to get your dumb ass triple crossed (bitch)
[outro]
(amu' incepe!)