| Young Scotty, bitch I’m too hottie | 
| Too legit, Wavy Dem/Daddi | 
| Young Scotty, bitch I’m too hottie | 
| Young Scotty, bitch I’m too naughty | 
| Keep it clean, I could slay your body | 
| Young Scotty, | 
| So just listen, I can teach you | 
| What you cooking? | 
| Rock is puking | 
| All this rookies, want to shook me up | 
| Shit just clowning, dawg, it’s time to shoot shit | 
| Hop up on my wave, I keep it calm and safe | 
| Feel like Jack with a bean, I’m going up to get my golden cake | 
| When it comes to sex on drugs you know that I don’t stay abstain | 
| I don’t come alone, you got me wrong, my partners on a way | 
| Shawty you taste like biscuit | 
| She got a skills like Mystique | 
| Psycho’s, yea, we be the misfits | 
| I’m on a roll, in control, bitch | 
| I don’t know why is this so familiar, all in my head when I’m dreaming | 
| Go against me and it’s roadkill | 
| Whatever I touch starts to glowing | 
| Balling, I’m feeling fresh in the cold wind | 
| Young and I’m geeked, no sleep couse I’m zonin' | 
| Hit my block, yep, we rollin' | 
| I need to do what I got to no need to control me | 
| Young Scotty, bitch I’m too hottie | 
| Too legit, Wavy Dem/Daddi | 
| Young Scotty, bitch I’m too hottie | 
| Young Scotty, bitch I’m too naughty | 
| Keep it clean, I could slay your body | 
| Young Scotty, |