[Verse 1]   i was bout as uncool as a nieces mothers biggest brother   but now its all butter   now i'm bout as uncool as some cover to a pool from a puddle   like a monsoon but subtler   slowly pull up my pants or sag it to a flooder   now u need a submarine the way im cuffin my jeans   like i'm arresting my dress code   the dress clothes and the dress toes   so lets roll   ghetto lambda lambda's how i address those   niggas might peep and think geek   but you need that when you knee deep goin on wayside   get up to your neck just like a great tie   i finally got the windsor, like on my eighth try   your shirts still soakin wet, your slacks ain't dry   and i have yet to even fall from the sky   i'm hotter than red with a head full of lye   better run and get spike, tell him i'm on fire      [Verse 2]   hell, i don't wanna see ya like a male stripper   as you picture yourself lookin at pictures of male strippers   thats how that i don't wanna go to hell nigga   wish ya well like a wishin well wisher wish itself   it fell at first so now i sail with ya   if it happen to sink, i pitch in with pales   and pitchers, bucket and cup it back to the river   then cover the leak with garbage pail kid stickers   {dynamite} and first aid the way ya saviors   now ya flow look like my bedroom door when i was four   no rockin that boat, or you be swimmin, fo sho   oh, i stay ship shape all aboard   thats just how i roll, when i try and keep the run afloat   hatins a disease and its deadly if you catch it   crabs in the bucket always tryna pull me backwards   position rarely change so they dont really matter   if not the same then similar like asher and mathers   bow      [Verse 3]   bully or i bogard, bodacious so i'm humphrey   i used to rubber band, but now i got a bungee   if you let me expand, that refers to the money   gucci's all good, chanel is all chummy   and that aint even for me, my honey and my mommy   i'd rather be bummy, nappy on top   { ummmm....not sure about this } the fade is for the fans   not even for my fans, its more for like the brand   whether you hear the words, or just a show of hands   the sign language lady who be translatin my jams   you really like the beats or you barely understand   why i throw my set up wherever i am   man, its cuz i love my town   my mind was a sponge, but now its sham-wow   i never throw in the towel so just wipe me down   but don't you get to close they might have to put you out