(Verse 1) Coming from the city where we rep them Steelers On be summer months I'm iller than Godzilla Yeah my skin vanilla, I'm hotter than Chinchilla Hittin' Vegas for the night and cop a villa Get my lyrics from L, and my sould from J Dilla Chllin' with the sour cause southern smoke'll kill ya I'm just me, tryna cover all these magazines And bitches dressing up for me like it's halloween A little old school flavour when it's germ on the drums Thoughts to bullet points like its words from a gun I'm spittin fire and it's burning my tongue Bitches wanna fuck and they heard that I'm young but they still do I'ma stick around call me mildew Go an stay in Bel-air like uncle Phil do Get rich goin' buy me a mansion then get my parents a nice crib in the Hamptons