Mt. Etna

Uh, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
 Uh, uh, yeah yeah, it's me
 Bam
 Anywhere I go
 I stick out like my cousin Vinny (Oh)
 I ride through the city
 All kinds of fire vitties (Uh)
 Window, hair's down
 Baby I'm so jiggy (Jiggy)
 All white at the pool party
 Vibe on Diddy (Yeah, that's my vibe)
 Yeah, baby, catch me live on viddy (Uh)
 I ain't rolling with nobody if they won't die with me
 (Nah, motherfucker)
 What if murder was the case (Uh)
 And Papi need a pancreas (Uh)?
 Shoot him in his ass
 Make his stanky leg the stankiest (That shit stinky)
 The last time they put a wristband on your boy's wrist
 Appeared a 4 point 6 olive green (Woo)
 With the toy kit (Woo)
 Stupid dumb turbo (Uh)
 Howling like a hungry wolf (Ow)
 The stars align with Virgo
 Latin ladies laying, only furs on (True)
 Uh, I guess my motherfucking
 Sweater-ter-ter-ter-ter-ter-ter on
 Yeah, you know it's me
 It's best you drink your little drink (What?)
 And do your little dance moves (Do 'em)
 Before I fucking uppercut you past the planet moon
 Salmon 740, zoom zoom, in the boom boom
 No racks in effects (No, no, no)
 I get to the checks (Yup, yup, yup)
 Finesse at it's best (Yup)
 White Bronco, others known him as LeBronson (It's me)
 My next album's only for dolphins
 (Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow)
 Motherfuckers don't deserve me, no
 I ain't pearly (Nope)
 Bitch, 'cause even when I'm dirty
 Still shine like jewellery
 Motherfucking, uh, yeah
 I be going through some shit
 That's why I smoke a lot (You know it's me)
 I be going through some shit
 That's why I smoke a lot (Uh)
 I be going through some shit
 That's why I smoke a lot (A lot)
 I be going through some shit
 That's why I smoke a lot (You hear me?)
 You don't wanna smoke weed
 But turning down friends can be tricky
 Hey, Bronson, want some?
 No way man, that stuff's illegal
 Hey, Bronson, want some?
 Uh, I'm allergic
 Hey, Bronson, want some?
 Uh, no, I gotta stay low
 Bronson, want some?
 Eh, fuck it, why the hell not?