[Intro: Robbie Tripp & RiFF RAFF]
It's Robbie Tripp, the desert flamingo
And Jody Highroller, Mr. Dale Dan Tony (RIFF!)
(The flamingo freestyle)

[Verse 1: Robbie Tripp]
Met a pretty lady and she like it how I dougie
I pull up to the function with some dino chicken nuggies
Wore my diamond chain to bed and she really love it
She like it how I ball like I was a Denver Nugget...

[Verse 2: RiFF RAFF]
LaPhonso Ellis; I don't rock the Perry Ellis
That's for you and your fellas
Your wife looks like a iceberg lettuce, looks like a bobblehead
The candy cane Lamb truck looks likе Santa's sled
I'm, I'ma stop it red
Check my Rolеx, can't read what it said
Never need to check the time anyway
Give me a check then I check the time and the place
I'm in the back with tequila and the lime
I'm not drinking this time
The lie detector test determined that was a lie
Stop the limo, jump inside the Lilac; Darvin Ham
I can't remember what she said; it was, "Blah, blah, blah", something 'bout her Instagram
Okay, but she just made two hundred thousand on her OnlyFans
I must admit, I was impressed
The way she suggest her best friend get undressed
And massage my neck, back and my chest
My initials in her head rest, real
[Verse 3: Robbie Tripp]
Head rest, head rest, man, I got her on bed rest
X-ray vision, man, you better wear a lead vest
Mack daddy like I came from the Apple Store
Your flow cheap, half-price at the rapper store
You a child, probably eatin' Play-Doh
Got a nice team, they don't really play though
I'm international like I work for NATO
I'm a boss, baby, do it 'cause I say so
You lames creep me out like an insect
I designed this; I'm the architect
She give me brain while I'm writin' on my phone
So I guess my best bars are all inspired by her intellect
Ooh, bet she didn't see it coming
Ooh, yeah, I guess I'm pretty cunning
Ooh, that's why I got the haters running
Yeah, I'm talking shit so you better check the plumbing
Trade you from the team like you Danny Green
You never hit your shots so you tell me what I mean
I don't mix friends like I don't mix beverages
Just ask me who the sorcerer's apprentice is
Squad up like a superhero meetin'
Fly like the Birdman, call me Michael Keaton
Thinking that you big time but you ain't really eatin'
You really can't hang, quit the game, take your beatin'
[Outro]
A delightful concoction of musical fusion indeed