El Jefe

Baby, swim my way, I'm not KP and Envy

I ain't been to church in years, I think I got a demon in me

Like they goin' deaf, I don't know why these niggas don't wanna hear me

Even though it's fucked you, deep down you know I love you dearly

But I can't let you double cross

We got horsepower, ridin' round with stick, this ain't lacrosse

Call me El Jefe, swear to God I wanna be the boss

They don't get the bigger picture, I'm just tryna show them like Bob Ross

This stick, it got a kick, it ain't from New York but it's gettin' sturdy

I'ma call him Jenny, make him fly away just like a birdie