[Verse 1: Chop]
She wanna have whatever she like
She can if she bring her friend
And we can have one hell of a night through the day
Well, I ain't Kid Cudi but I want cutty
Get head, yeah, you're coming if you get lucky
I tell a ho next, you ain't finna lovely
Just wanna let her blow my horn like my shit runny
And she get down for the Cool Whip
She got a long throat, could probably suck a pool stick
And I'm leavin' if she askin' for a nice kiss
I come back with another bird like Mike Vick
Yeah, they say Chop so nasty
She use her hands 'til my glands turn ashy
I'm just tryna hit her throat 'til she gaggin'
Smile 'til you see white, get it? He's happy

[Verse 2: Roscoe Wiki]
She wanna have whatever she like
Well, bitch you better think again
Cause [?] made me for them
[?]
And it's all the same
Bitch, you wanna give us all brain
She gives so much head I call her Ichabod Crane
And girl, I want you and your best friend to make it
I been fresh, I even trendset when I'm naked
And girl, you actin' like you don't know me or somethin'
I'm just tryna beat it up like it owes me somethin'
So all you niggas actin' like we homies or somethin'
Like you know me, ho, he could blow me, fuck it
And RT me a twitpic of those twitties
Ma, cause my delivery's strong
And literally Wiki really didn't mean wrong
Butcha girl followin' me and her Twitter ain't on, ah