[Intro: Wonder]
Welcome to another episode of "Wonders of the World Wide Web!"
In this episode, we're going to talk about SoundCloud!
Mathias
Um, ayy

[Verse 1: Wonder]
I said these pussies keep talkin', I'ma put 'em in a coffin
If your auntie roll up to the crib, I just might put my cock in
I said, I keep the melatonin on my hip
I need some shiny shit under my lip
​iMessage games got her throwin' a fit
I stay eatin' that puthy, shit give me a lisp

[Chorus: Wonder]
'Cause I'm makin' hits, bitch
You is a trick, bitch
I been runnin' shit, so why need a Fitbit?
Come on my dick, you ain't catchin' these fists, bitch
I tell these pussies I ain't got no rhythm
'Cause I'm makin' hits, bitch
You is a trick, bitch
I been runnin' shit, so why need a Fitbit?
Come on my dick, you ain't catchin' these fists, bitch
I tell these pussies I ain't got no rhythm (Ayy, yuh)

[Verse 2: Wonder]
Who want the smoke? Bitch, that shit is in your dreams
And I do not fuck with hoes if they is not sendin' memes
Get your ass on CS:GO, bitch, I do not play no League
And they call me Bakugo how I cry myself to sleep
I said, ayy, full clip, Nerf gun, caught me lackin' and shit
And I got silly bands on deck, you'll catch me stackin' a wrist
And I might pull up to your bitch and give immaculate dick
Bitch I'll hold on to your weave how I be draggin' a bitch
Okay, I will not give you the time of the day
These bitches don't like how I'm makin' them wait
They fuck with the kid, I be callin' them Drake
I don't catch no bodies, uh, watch it, okay?

[Chorus: Wonder]
'Cause I'm makin' hits, bitch
You is a trick, bitch
I been runnin' shit, so why need a Fitbit?
Come on my dick, you ain't catchin' these fists, bitch
I tell these pussies I ain't got no rhythm
'Cause I'm makin' hits, bitch
You is a trick, bitch
I been runnin' shit, so why need a Fitbit?
Come on my dick, you ain't catchin' these fists, bitch
I tell these pussies I ain't got no rhythm

[Verse 3: Red Boy]
No, that bitch ain't mine but she still callin' me daddy
Bad-ass bitch, she Abercrombie, get your bitches, bitches want me
Get your chain, it's missin' diamonds, got two bitches, slip 'n' slidin'
One of one, don't need no army, two Glock twins, just like The Shinin'
Know my name is damn [?]
Yessir, yessir
Call me Red Boy, wildin' like Clifford
If she cute, might pull out my Richard
Then I'm gon' eat the bitch like dinner
Just fucked a bitch, now my dick taste bitter
Don't fuck with her if she is a spitter
She hold on my balls like a baseball pitcher
I'm in this bitch like a Fitbit, yessir