I roll up in the Honda, Still cryin tears of vodka, Gonna make the bitches holla, Watch 'em back it up like a Tonka. She lookin over at me, With them eyes all actin' flirty, Then she got right down on her knees, And I got up in that pussy. She wit it? I'm wit it. On that Danny Brown track remix, Just sit back in awe while I spit, As your girl sits back on my dick. My flow so hard, I look like God, Just smile and nod, Then spread them quads We'll go to Mars, Right in my car, She moaned and clawed, screamed "Oh My God!" Hoes wanna fuck wit me, So damn sexy, She down like the economy. She was a freak, I made her shriek, Explored her physiology. But now it's mornin', She still horny, Hopped on top without forewarnin', She rode my dick, I flicked her bic, That ass was round them legs were thick. Then she wanted more, And I said woah, Got up real slow, Walked out the door, I am the king, I make 'em sing, I got the moves like Wayne's World SHWING! Haters all around me, man I swear I think they multiply, They think they better than a Menges damn I'd like to see them try. I murder them in cold blood, I hang their bodies out to dry. Man that is just the punishment when bitches try to kill my vibe. Party party party, all we do here in the capitol, Where doing anything else simply seems to be irrational. Mescaline and ketamine to amplify this natural spring Of ecstasy and Hennessey to really give a bit of zing. Smoking like a chimney so much Kush I don't know what to do, Make them other niggas choke and cough until their face is blue. If you ever cross me you can bet it is the end of you, I'll hit you so damn hard that six feet under will be your next view.

Yo my name is Menges and I kill the beat like hammertime, Shawty said she want a piece I bring her back and show her mine. Never been the villain haters make it out like middle school, They just can't get on my level I'm higher than Zoboomafoo. Livin' by the capital we call that shit the DMV, I buy it by the ounce and all your bitches are all over me. Smokin' all this Kush, I got lungs the size of Iron Man, Drinkin' too much liquor and Aristocrat's the only brand. Got my Tasteful Blackface niggas runnin' shit where we from, We got all the ethnic groups we mix that shit like Coke and Rum. Chillin with my niggas in the Summer of 2013, Rollin' on that Molly really turns a blad into a fiend. Never met a woman that knows what it takes to satisfy, She thought she knew what she was doin' damn that's just the saddest lie. If you forget the name, well ok, I guess that's alright, Just listen for your bitch because I make her scream it all night.

Rappin' for the hell of it, Like an ATLien, My rhymes go so hard I make these fake ass bitches wanna quit. On that David Banner Swag track, I hit you like a tailback, So faded that these haters look more like a pack of sleestaks. Think you've had enough of it? Well I've only begun to spit, I'll change up on my flow like OJ, haters simply must acquit. 703 code, Pussy by the truckload, Three step slow, We gasho. Runnin' all the money, make them other niggas bloody, Better watch out for the Based God cuz I'm takin all his honeys. Ok it's alive, When I arrive, The haters fly, Because I thrive, When I'm sky high, Make it rain like 4th of July. I walk around with swag, That all these bitches never had, Girl I'ma take you to my pad, And in the morning call a cab. Too many bitches is the struggle, Beat it up like bloody knuckles, And I'm not tryin to brag, But I got way too much swag. We smoke the highest quality, And pop the purest molly, We'll take it to the back and get the car all nice and foggy. Screamin' Hey, O leh do it, On that Waka Flocka roundtrip, While your girl puts out on my wick, Then proceeds to churn n vibrate. I said yeah that's my Accord, Cuz fuck that's all I could afford. But hey at least my dick still scores, While y'all bitch about all your Fords Still rappin' for the hell of it, Like an ATLien, Don't be scared we're halfway there just sit back while I lick your... Fuck I gotta do, Been givin haters all the clues, Hoe I been fuckin all they bitches, Think I wanna fuck with you? Getting' lifted, With Young Quidool, And The Native, Innovative, She persuaded, Me to fuck her I'm obligated. We, Never thought we'd be doing, All the drugs that we're pursuing, And I say, Fuck it like a dirty hoe, Go until I blow my load, My life is a prophecy so, Welcome to the Menges Show. I walk around with swag, That all these bitches never had, Girl I'ma take you to my pad, And in the morning call a cab. Too many bitches is the struggle, Beat it up like bloody knuckles, And I'm not tryin to brag, But I got way too much swag.