4:48

[Intro: DJ Clockwork]

Uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah, yah

Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah, yah

Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah, yah

Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah, yah

Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah, yah

Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah, yah

Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah, yah

Uh-huh (Fuck, I lost my voice), uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: DJ Clockwork]

Smackin' asses 'til they wiggle

How'd I get myself in this pickle?

Dick Trickle, hoes racin' fast, tryna chase that issue

Who's the best? Point 'em out

Fresh kiwi, hold the sprouts

Shave the ice, lemonade, seeds, that's the chosen route

Life is what you make it, live that shit like you supposed to

We coastal

Crashin' hoes like Fogell

This ain't Superbad

Yo' ho, she sounds super mad

Yo' bitch showin' she super sad

My name is—ayy, ayy, hey, uh

[Chorus: DJ Clockwork]

It's 4:48, you ain't cuttin' the cantaloupe straight

It's 4:48, you ain't cuttin' the fuckin' apples right

It's 4:48, you ain't rinsin' the grapes off right

It's 4:48, you ain't takin' the kiwi right

It's 4:48, you ain't cuttin' the bananas straight

It's 4:48, you ain't bakin' the muffins right

Yo, it's 4;48, you ain't stuffin' the stuffing right

Yo, it's 4:48, you ain't eatin' the peas right

Yo, it's 4;49, you ain't drinkin' the water right

Yo, it's 4:50 right now, and I'm out the booth

[Verse 2: Smoke Mo' Purp]

Woo, ha

I came with the motherfuckin' raps

Blowin' cocaine with a hundred dollar bill, Rice

Love to make a bitch ass clap, hit it from the back and I'm off that pill

Sprite with a fo', Edgar Allen Poe

Do a lot of blow, can't feel my face

Bitch, I'm chillin', MTV show killin'

Four million dollars in the bank, goddamn

Armani, Versace, Ducati, Bugatti

Last name Cash and my first name Johnny

I won't slap you, your bitch might

Yo, Willy Whips, what that dick like?

Polo hat, Polo chinos, Polo socks, Polo shirt

So many horses in my stable, the fact been out, been had polo first

My new rap name is Smoke Mo' Purp

Step in the club and hoes gon' twerk

I-I-I-I-I-I am fashion, am fashion

Yo' bitch hopped on the dick, and then she hopped on my bandwagon

That money, that's all mine, that pussy, that's all mine

You don't need to ask around, I'm the best rapper of all time