This is a song about "Winning the world cup"

Your bitch looking messy like she smoking rocks

Your odds of winning same as the release of detox

If you're beggin for mercy ya barkin up the wrong tree, rap obviously ain't yo cup of tea

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

Tell them niggas they slipping

Check the stats, my team winning

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

Flashed the bartender, then stuck my dick in her tip cup

We left em a world that's cursed

Heard all over the world

Long as she come to me first

Me and you against the world

She wanted to fight at first

Ima change the whole world

I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck

Off of the third blunt i burnt up with my purp cup,