Man, Mike, boy I had to call you boy.
I'm sittin' here eatin' a bowl of Cinnamon Toast Crunch,
Boy, this Ransom tape, boy, this shit bussin', boy!
What the f*ck!?
Why you ain't been called me told me you had this shit 'bout to blow up bruh?
Why am I over here listenin' to this shit day in and day out,
Boy I'm talkin' about even when I take a shit, boy.
I'm talkin' about when I walk the dog, nigga.
I'm talkin' about everything, nigga, even before I go to church.
Boy this shit is bussin', boy!
You need to call my phone back boy when you get this message, boy, f*ck you mean,
I'ma put your ass on Instagram, nigga