Zkram, Zkram, Zkram
You a bummy, you a wannabe
They all wanna be me
Zkram, Zkram, Zkram three
Zkram
Zkram, Zkram, Zkram three
Zkram
You a wannabe, they all wanna be me
Zkram, you a bummy lil man
You ain't got no tris
Zkram, you better try hard, you better get lucky
Y'all know I'm looking like a twig
But I'ma slap you anyway, any day
I'ma catch a case, put you in a brace
Hang you by that branch
Zkram three
I'm smoking trees
Burning trees
All this oil, all this gas
United States of Gyatt, it's fat
It better look nice, it better feel nice
Or I don't want it near me
I'ma just scram trees
I'm burning trees
Go and get some water
I'm looking too hot for the bees
Yeah honey
Go and get some money
Don't worry about the bummies
If you looking pretty
Why you care about the wanabies
Yeah, we some different ones
We some different ones
I'm on a run
I'm on a run
They gon' run, they never gon' catch up
Cause I'm that one
ZaZa Du$ty
You ain't no one
Get out my face
Zkram
You a bummy, you a wannabe
They all wanna be me