[Verse 1]
Barry got them B's
Nah, he got some Timbs'
Tugging on my dick
Ripping off my limbs
Lying 'bout his bombs
Dropping like he Kim
Lying 'bout his name
He use a pseudonym
His real name is Alan (What?)
Pull up on a bitch
Barry got that steeze
Buy that thot a juice
Cash it in with ease
Got her on her back
Fuck her as he please
Grab his body-pillow
'Cause Barry wapanese

[Verse 2]
You be asking me:
"He be Barry who?"
Say: "He Barry B
Who the fuck are you?"
"I be Barry's bitch
Who the fuck are you?"
I'm not Japanese
I'm a weeaboo

[Verse 3]
Deep-throating a veg
Sucking aubergine
Robbing me a man
Who be Barry B
Yellow on that black
Making fat stacks
"Do you like jazz?"
Then you're gonna love me

[Verse 4]
I like me a man
Who's into both ways
I like me a man
Who isn't quite straight
I like me a man
Who takes me on a date
But he has to be a man
'Cause traps are fucking gay

[Chorus]
Traps are gay
Traps are gay
Traps are gay
Traps are gay

[Outro]
That would be gay. It's no different for fucking traps. Just 'cause they dress like a chick, don't mean they are a chick, they got a dick and it's gay. And don't say the dick makes it cuter, 'cause that doesn't make it cuter, that makes it even gayer; that makes you gay, bitch