Anger MGMT

I ain't trippin', I'm dismissin', get my shit up on the low

When I'm swishin', get the digits from the nine seven zero

Like my money, weed and pussy, that's just all a youngin' know

Like my light skin's cocoa, she say she the throat goat

Ok girl, go loco, doin' what I say so

You ain't not no local baby, but you love the snow

Why your nose all red, you look like Rudolph in his bitch hoe

Striped from the legs up, the zoo right down the street yo

(Yo, chill the fuck out)

I ain't mean to be mean

But if you try to be me, I'll hit you with my beam beam