[Intro: Quandale Dingle]
(Goofy Ahh Uncle Productions)

[Verse 1: Quandale Dingle]
Covered in water like I just got baptized
Fuck it, I’m gettin’ splashed by two fat guys
These hoes think I wanna fuck, I just wanna pass by
And I got caught cheating, it’s the fuckin’ last time
Bitch, I broke an ass for a quarter back and got Matt Ryan
Bitch hella bad, she a lot like a cat lion
I stack hundreds while these broke n***as stack 5’s
Hittin’ all this green like some motherfucking cacti
Bitches talkin’ shit, finna pull up with a MAG 9
Yeah, and I pull up with a MAG 10 (BANGBANGBANG)
Pull up with my dick, ho, get yo back bent
N***as talkin’ shit, pull up with a fragment
Breath smells like shit, pull up with a fuckin’ mint
N***a what’s that scent? That’s the smell of your bitch
Pouring up the drinks, then I smoke up a cig

[Chorus: Quandale Dingle]
Yeah, I can’t fuck with thеse hoes
Bad little bitch, ridе this dick like a bow
I’m the one, I’m Him, bitch I know that I’m chose
We got ARPs, bitch, you don’t want the smoke (BOOM)
Cookin’ up in the kitchen, chefin’ up on the stove
Bitch I’m puffin’ on the za, only shit that I grow
Got my n***as in the trap and they sippin’ on Dro
And I got that shit on from my head to my toes
[Verse 2: Quandale Dingle]
Yeah, from my head to my toes
Punch a dumb n***a in his motherfucking throat
Bad light-skinned bitch, look like a cinnamon roll
Feelin’ like a snake, the way I get up inside her hole
She call me a dog so I’m finna pack up a bowl
Treat the Glock like a baby, finna go on a stroll
Feelin’ like I’m Santa, finna go turn a n***a to coal
I’m like toilet paper, n***a I’m on a roll
(I’m not paper, so bitch I won’t fold)
Yeah, put a n***a in the cemetery
And I eat yo bitch up like some Ben & Jerry’s
N***as try to fuck with me, I’m an open carry
She ain’t had dick before, Imma pop a cherry
Got muscles, bitch I’m livin’ like Larry
I pull bitches, I might fuck around and date Siri
Do you hear me? You don’t get no bitches (Clearly)
Got an army, so you should fear me

[Chorus: Quandale Dingle]
Yeah, I can’t fuck with these hoes
Bad little bitch, ride this dick like a bow
I’m the one, I’m Him, bitch I know that I’m chose
We got ARPs, bitch, you don’t want the smoke (BOOM)
Cookin’ up in the kitchen, chefin’ up on the stove
Bitch I’m puffin’ on the za, only shit that I grow
Got my n***as in the trap and they sippin’ on Dro
And I got that shit on from my head to my toes
Yeah, I can’t fuck with these hoes
Bad little bitch, ride this dick like a bow
I’m the one, I’m Him, bitch I know that I’m chose
We got ARPs, bitch, you don’t want the smoke (BOOM)
Cookin’ up in the kitchen, chefin’ up on the stove
Bitch I’m puffin’ on the za, only shit that I grow
Got my n***as in the trap and they sippin’ on Dro
And I got that shit on from my head to my toes
[Verse 3: Yuno Miles]
Tell her I’m McLovin, I ain’t Superbad
She said she wanna talk to me, talk to my dad
7 dollars in my pocket, girl I got a stash
Hell no, I just lied, no mustache (Dang)
Girl, I’m all about the money, call me Mr. Krabs
Girl, you boutta ride that like a rip stick
Hold up, lemme grab my boat ‘cause we fishin’ (Fishin)
Hold up, lemme grab the ball ‘cause I’m swishin’
Go and brush yo teeth cuz you know yo shit kickin’ (Ooh!)
That shit do not smell finger-lickin’ (what’s that smell?)
Call up KFC ‘cause I’m tryna get some chicken
Take the C outta chicken and put a B, bacon (on Bloods)
N***as say I’m ballin’ hard like Scotty Pimpin’
Take the P outta Pimpin’, say Impin’ (Damn)
Go spam Quandale, tell him quit simpin’
Still at KFC waitin’ on this fuckin’ chicken

[Chorus: Quandale Dingle]
Yeah, I can’t fuck with these hoes
Bad little bitch, ride this dick like a bow
I’m the one, I’m Him, bitch I know that I’m chose
We got ARPs, bitch, you don’t want the smoke (BOOM)
Cookin’ up in the kitchen, chefin’ up on the stove
Bitch I’m puffin’ on the za, only shit that I grow
Got my n***as in the trap and they sippin’ on Dro
And I got that shit on from my head to my toes
[Outro: Quandale Dingle]
(Goofy Ahh Uncle Productions)