Yuh my garments from Japan
Skinny ho in baggy pants
Skinny ho she from japan
She talk to dead like Skellington
If she bad I'll fuik my fan
Do this rap shit cuz I can
F*ck empty pockets I got bands
In my left hand I got Xans
With my right hand slump yo man
Yuh, in the catacombs
Yuh, sittin on my throne
6 feet deep cold like frozone
Yuh, numb inside my zone
"Dezi brain dead" boy oh no
I'm gon' Rock out rolling stone
Bit*h I pop out far from home
I'm gon' pop out with some chrome
Underneath I grip my chrome
Why you talkin you unknown
Finna take out all these clones
Yuh I'll break they collarbone
They gon' snap like Toblerone
Me n my ho
Jumpin, jumpin, jumpin
Jumping in the club alone
Bitch I get it,
Jumpin, jumpin, jumping in the club alone
Yuh we get it,
Jumpin, jumpin, jumping in the club lil bro
Yuh my garments from Japan
Skinny ho in baggy pants
Skinny ho she from japan
She talk to dead like Skellington
If she bad I'll f*ck my fan
Do this rap shit cuz I can
F*ck empty pockets I got bands
In my left hand I got ans
With my right hand slump yo man