[Chorus]
12 hour flight for GloFish, I'm such a rich cunt
12 hour flight for GloFish, I'm such a rich cunt
12 hour flight for GloFish, I'm such a rich cu-cu-cu-cunt
Okay, yeah, I'm cursed
Everytime I talk I hear a— Beep
You need box seats, well
I need box and some heaps
Optical illusion
Print the bag, 3—
Wait, what the fuck?

[Post-Chorus]
Hustle with my- hustle with my- hustle with my miss, smokin' hex pack, witch pack (Nuke radio)
All they do is dick ride, and I ain't nut yet
Your dream girl like my nightmare, baby
And I go and call up Jonah, ask him "Where the sluts at?"

[Verse 1]
Spirit, we too spellbound, feel the presence all around
Hieroglyphics on the wall, ancient text written on the 'Gram
Miso Soup, the Bentley coupe, egg roll colorеd roof
Twenty split in twos, watch me bite right through it (Your nightmarе has begun!)
Doin' press at the ruins, I got max movement
Slide the X9 through New Haven, that mass movement
I can't access hidden rooms, I just go noclip to it
I seen a bitch do nasty things, she got major ick to it
That's a major ick, huh, candy apple caramel colored
I got used to all this stuff, closet like I'm hoardin' stuff
Okay, lame, the gig is up, throw the venom, MMA shorts, then I break stuff
Just admit no one gon' save us, Cabela's Big Game
Hunter fake pump, face paint like a ghost, Memoirs Of A Geisha
I prefer the A-5 cuts, bring the stakes up
Magic Shiitake Mushroom, make the trip fun
[Chorus]
12 hour flight for GloFish, I'm such a rich cunt
Okay, yeah, I'm cursed
Everytime I talk I hear a— Beep
You need box seats, well
I need box and some heaps
Optical illusion
Print the bag, 3D

[Verse 2]
I can make the beat, it move so 4D
A five hundred for the pound, this a moose cheese
I need a long time after shows 'til everybody leave
And she gon' suck whatever the fuck I pull out these boxer briefs
Haha, very good

[Post-Chorus]
Hustle with my miss, smokin' hex pack, witch pack
Pardon the interruption for this little smoke break
It's, Evil Empire
Hustle with my miss, smokin' hex pack, witch pack
All they do is dick ride, and I ain't nut yet
Your dream girl like my nightmare, baby
And I go and call up Jonah, ask him "Where the sluts at?"

[Verse 3]
Spirit, we too spellbound, feel the presence all around
Hieroglyphics on the wall, ancient text written on the 'Gram
Miso Soup, the Bentley coupe, egg roll colored roof
Twenty split in twos, watch me bite right through it
Doin' press at the ruins, I got max movement
Slide the X9 through New Haven, that mass movement
[Outro]
You shall know true evil!