[Verse 1: Chris Crack]
You rappers softer than PU leathers, not even as cold
Had to check ‘em, getting reckless with this demonous flow
Only shining and gold, that’s real winning, get me love
I’mma heal me with it, there two bitches smacked out
Relaxed on the floor, I hit the trap til it close, shit
I’mma walk back to the store for some swishas
And a subway cookie, you play with rookies, let me know
How it’s looking
[Chorus: Ugly Boy Modeling]
Now tap that ass like it’s fed booty, get it
Fuck a judge, go to bed Judy, forget it
Your dad’s a creep, now give me head Rudy, winning, winning
Now tap that ass like it’s fed booty, get it
Fuck a judge, go to bed Judy, forget it
Your dad’s a creep, now give me head Rudy, winning, winning