[Intro]
Yea, Welcome, Straw Hat

[Verse 1: Ave Venture]
Blue jeans, white V with the tan timbz
World series patch on my gray brim
I put the writings on the wall like cavemen
But when I tell it to you its Luke 8:10
And that ain’t for the simpletons
Started out all love like Wimbledon
But niggas change up overnight like gremlins
And when money involved these niggas get Scott Tenorman'd
Pop four pills off limitless…
Henny shots, a Monte Cristo from Bennigan’s
Cinnabon Cinnastix, Pop rocks and licorice
4 L's and 3 cakes from Entenmann's
Change of subject, those are called the sidebars
I handle beats, you just sitting’ in the side car
Looking for my downfall? Can’t see it, it’s too far
But niggas wishing’ on it like a bright star
Guess they mad when you ain’t doing’ bad right?
Type of shit that make you wanna laugh right?
Fresh suit with a fitted like draft night
Sunglasses, Advil, I can’t remember last night
Guess it’s déjà vu in the fast life...
So my future just reliving a past night
Its like a never ending cycle
Every night YOLO every morning revival
And when they know you bout that green like Popeye
That’s when all the wholesome bitches get the pop eye
I put her under the wing, I grab her breast, thigh
Red head Wendy get freaky for some cheese fries
Prolly do more than that for a sandwich wrap
Fuck 5 guys if u give her ass a double stack
So I put my whole team on
“Give that girl a chain” Buk said it on the theme song
Shawty wanting’ me to cut it like a loaf of bread
But that thought is off the wall like a murphy bed
I tell a bitch that I’m over neck I want the head
And if its wack? That’s a waste like above the leg
Back from another tangent
Still killin’ this shit if you didn’t know
I be on my bull, Tom Tibodeau
Bow down and kiss the ring bitch, mistletoe
Got the money on my ball cap
No keys under the doormat
Class Act, Team V nigga all that
Yea nigga its Straw Hat