This is a public
service announcement.
I will now be putting on my rapper
swag.
This is that shit.
Speakers and back shit. That drug shit.
Like you're stuck in some county traffic.
My main squeeze ridin' shawty,
she kinda ratchet
Rollin' up a newbie while puttin'
on cherry chapstick
Throwback whip,
cut the tunes on James Dean
Porsche, the fuckin' roof's gone
Surfer cat got me lookin'
like Jimmy Neutron
Beach bum, billionaire
crashin' on his old futon
That's how we do, uh,
California poster kid
Hate it if you want,
doin' everything you supposed to did
Give me the pen
and I turn into George Lucas
I'm the shit you're losin' if
you're spittin' on mucus
I'm so stupid with bars,
they cut my tab off
Called me a cab,
I looked at him like, that bad, huh?
They said, yeah, yeah, black zipper jacket,
bad, old dad
Blah, blah, blah, rapper swag
Dirty Vans, blue jeans
Ray -Bans, cool things
Rebel shit, I'm doin' me
Fuck your swag James Dean,
oh yeah, heart to death
Word to the bible, got em fresh,
never live another day broke
I'ma die with a smile on my face
cause life's a joke
I'm so cold,
got so many girls
and they all wanna rock
Slow like a robot, moves like RoboCop
So many drugs in the game
and they're not really dope
They're just that soda pop,
everybody want a lil fame man
So do I, everybody wanna kick game man,
Cobra Kai
Been told I am the shit, the sewer, manure
So I'm sure, I'm sewage as it gets
So now every year's a piece of cake
Life is just beach and lakes
Tons of fish up in the sea
I'm the pole, she's the bait
Never gonna die, I'm hopin'
I'm on a gremlin trip, gonna multiply
But I picked out a wedding dress
for that chick
Death is comin', fuck that bitch
Oh yeah, love is just so beautiful
You blow a kiss and promise
when to your funeral
But I got parties goin' on,
got no room for hoes
Someone pull the tag,
I got that rapper swag
Dirty Vans, Blue Jeans, Ray -Bans,
Cool Things, Rebel
Shit, I'm doing me, fuck your swag
James Dean, James Dean,
James Dean, James Dean,
James Dean, James Dean
Uh -uh, got a petite bride,
I call her Sweet Ride
She love to drive me nuts,
gave her the green light
If I'm not cool then I don't
know what cool
She ain't swept her off
her feet now
We gon' jump the broom
and get this party on
Yeah, I'm so California
You can find me up in your crib,
surfing the lawn
She has Barbie dolls, blonde hair
You can find them all here
But I just call them sharks
Cause there's nothing but some jaws here
Ice cold, but I'm never gonna freeze up
Super high, but I never roll trees
Gotta lead foot, so I never ease up
Like the alphabet, stop right after D
Will someone please call the police?
Or EMTs when they drop that beat?
Yellow tape, it's a crime scene
I'm about to murder my rhyme scheme
My R .I .P. when the bass on hit
Make a T -shirt, put my verse face on it
Shit
So I'm like Space Cadet
Throwback, yeah, like a take set
And if you wanna play roulette
But want the safest bet
Then put your paper on the fret
Yeah, mouth full of Listerine
Mr. Dean
Dirty Vans
Blue jeans, Ray -Bans, cool things
Rebel shit, I'm doing me
Fuck the swag, James Dean
Drop City Yacht Club 
