They throwin' hate at me, want me to stay at ease
♥♥♥♥ you and your corporation, y'all ♥♥♥ gas can't control me
I know that we the new slaves, I know that we the new slaves
I'm 'bout to wild the fu ck out, I'm goin' Bobby Boucher

I know that pus sy ain't free, you ♥♥♥ gas pus sy, ain't me
Y'all throwin' contracts at me, you know that ♥♥♥ gas can't read
Throw on some Maybach keys, ♥♥♥♥ it, c'est la vie
I know that we the new slaves, y'all ♥♥♥ gas can't ♥♥♥♥ with me

Y'all ♥♥♥ gas can't ♥♥♥♥ with Ye, y'all ♥♥♥ gas can't ♥♥♥♥ with Ye
I'll move my family out the country, so you can't see where I stay
So go and grab the reporters, so I can smash their recorders
See, they'll confuse us with some ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥, like the New World Order

Meanwhile the DEA teamed up with the CCA
They tryna lock ♥♥♥♥♥♥ up, they tryna make new slaves
See, that's that privately owned prison, get your peace today
They prolly all in the Hamptons braggin' 'bout what they made

♥♥♥♥ you and your Hampton house, I'll ♥♥♥♥ your Hampton spouse
Came on her Hampton blouse and in her Hampton mouth
Y'all 'bout to turn ♥♥♥♥ up, I'm 'bout to tear ♥♥♥♥ down
I'm 'bout to air ♥♥♥♥ out, now what the ♥♥♥♥ they gon' say now?