[Verse 1: Tyler] Hello, the hype is so mellow Bitch I'm dope but my pipe is so yellow The blue polka dots, pink stripes and it's pink on the title Nigga fuck your role model bitch, I'm my own idol and If you can't face it my nigga, you can ass it My accessorize accessories bring out my assets Nigga they sound on acid, tablets Stussy’s G-Shock with my custom pair of 3D glasses I suffer from ADHD I should win a fucking award for being me Beat banging the tom-toms My producer selection is fresh nigga, fuck Vons Ace the underdog, thrown them on the back bender Cause I change my outfit more than transsexuals change gender Eating Belgian waffles with Italian biscotts I sold my soul to the devil for thirty percent off And to you emo kids who walk around pissed off Step one: pull your panties down and start to piss off Step two: run to your radio, turn this shit off Nigga didn't bother, so my father didn't help So when my mom would beat my ass, she would always hit me With Gucci belts, Gucci imprint from leather welts
[Verse 2] I'm so dapper man, funky fresh Dapper Dan I'm your favorite rapper, fan, it's an honor to shake my hand On award tour, on excursions, I'm a virgin of swap meets I'm so pure, so sick it's no cure I'm dope, where the fiends at? Aight, where the jeans at? The hat, the crew, the t-shirt is Supreme
[Verse 3: Casey Veggies] And they see me they play Pictionary I got a good way with words like a dictionary And in that dictionary my name is "by Fresh" They at the same spot they making no progress Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process Eargasms they have them The hotels we staying in twelve star Tyler say "Yo Casey just write a twelve bar" If I'm with twelve people, I'm with twelve stars You haters what up, you Gods They against us? Oh no Red and white diamonds, Supreme box logo