[Intro]
Hello?
Yeah, yeah, this is Creamy
Um, I didn't know which song to use for my video
So I decided to make my own song and I hope that’s okay with you
Um, if not well I don't really give a fuck but I-I just wanted to let you know beforehand, okay?
Is that okay?
Hello?

[Verse]
Listen
His name is Creamy but y'all can call me Jay, okay
I’ve been fucking around since before pre-k (ay)
I just started rapping cause I heard it was a game (ay)
So tell your bitch if she dying to fuck to call papa Jay (ay)
Oh fuck, oh wait, maybe not (ay)
Cause baby I ain't got no time for a thot (ay)
Cause I've playing Fortnite all day
So sorry bitches I ain't got no time for your games (ay)

Maybe I just feel like popping some hits
Feel like the fucked up kid in class who forgot his meds
I think you probably kinda loose, lift the same above the fucking thread
I only see red, so spread those cheeks
You're gonna end up dead

[Chorus]
You're gonna end up dead
You're gonna end up dead
Bitch, you're gonna end up dead
Haha

[Spoken]
Bros before hoes
Why?
Because, your bros are always there for you
They’ve got your back after your hoe rips your heart out
And you were nothing but great to your hoe
And you told her she was the only hoe for you
And she was better than all the other hoes in the world
And then, then suddenly she’s not your hoe no more

[Verse]
Wether the weather is cold or it's warm
An enourmous verse storm is swarming take to the warning
Be cautious
Call me what you will but I’m a lyrical informant
Sleeping dormant, waiting to attack like a hornet
I'm storming in, swarming in
I'm storming in and ignoring shit
Let's cut to the crip (okay)
Nothing about you is what just said
Counterfeit, Hippity-hip, a crip bitch
To pussy to take a hit
(Bros before hoes)

I got bars so hot you’re gonna need some water
I got a brain so fucked like Billy Ray's daughter
I got a beat right now that I'm about to slaughter
You got a bitch, don't know how, but I'm about to call her

I got bars so hot you're gonna need some water
I got a brain so fucked like Billy Ray's daughter
I got a beat right now that I'm about to slaughter
You got a bitch, don't know how, but I'm about to call her

[Outro]
I'm about to call her
I'm about to call her
I'm about to call her
I'm about to call her

I've got her on speed dial
Sorry to tell you
But your bitch, your bitch is now my bitch

(We're sorry, but the number you have dialled is not in service at this time. Fuck you.)