Augusta
[Chorus]

Hit up mags for masters from Augusta (gusta)
My guys tore them blasters like a busta (tote, tote)
I'm so smooth I cut it like it's butter (slice)
Neva love a hoe cause I can't trust her (I can't)

[Verse 1]

Y'all can't ketchup y'all ain't got the mustard (sauce, sauce)
Flier than the three or like a buzzard (bird noise)
Keep some guhs with me yeah bout a dozen (fuck 12)
I could never be something I wasn't (nope)

Y'all should up and flee when I am coming (I am here)
Treat me like a king when you are summoned (wheres my beer)
I got whips the color of a lemon (yellow)
Bout to rock the roll like I'm a Lennon (John)

[Chorus]
Hit up mags for masters from Augusta (woah)
My guys tore them blasters like a busta (woah)
I'm so smooth I cut it like it's butter (way too smooth)
Neva love a hoe cause I can't trust her (I can't)

[Verse 2]

Got them swanging like you thank they boxin (Rocky)
I just bought new kicks to put my socks in (fuck you mean)
I stay with my cheese yeah I am saucin (fuck you mean)
I hang with some dogs y'all like the Dachshund (Polly Blanco)

Never stop til I am like the royal (call me king)
My bitch hot she rolling like the boil (way too hot)
Don't tell me your dirt or nor your soil (dont play that shit)
I stay turnt I'm twisted like the coil (spinning, turnt)

[Chorus]

Hit up mags for masters from Augusta (brrrt, brrrrt)
My guys tore them blasters like a busta (yeah, yeah)
I'm so smooth I cut it like it's butter (yeah, Polly)
Neva love a hoe cause I can't trust her (yeah)

[Verse 3]
Can't compete with me cause you scrub (yeah)
Bit we celebratin, pop the bub
Call me chef I like to cook it up (cook it up)
I'm ahead I'd like to book a dub (aye)