[Intro]
Shittyboyz (Shittyboyz)
Shittyboyz (Shittyboyz)
Why the fuck (Dogshit Militia that's on every sign)
Why the fuck, huh, ayy (Shittyboyz)
N***as think they fuckin with me (Shittyboyz Dogshit Militia that's on every sign)
N***as think they fuckin with me (Shittyboyz Dogshit Militia that's on every sign)
Why the fuck, n***as think that yeah (pew, Shittyboyz)

[Chorus]
Yeahhhhhh
Why the fuck? (Why the fuck?)
These n***as think they fuckin' with me
You don't catch me in the stu I'm prolly somewhere punchin' giffy's
Why the fuck? (Why the fuck?)
The police thinkin' they can flick me
Scat take a split-second just to go from 0 to 60
Why the fuck? (Why the fuck?)
These n***as thinkin' they can get me
Turn this bitch to Disney World quick we poppin' out with Mickey's
Why the fuck? (Why the fuck?)
These bitches thinkin' they can trick me
You done lost yo damn mind you think this more than just a quickie

[Verse 1]
You won't catch me trippin' on no bitches I don't care about em
Fendi with the evil eyes they think I got a staring problem
You was prolly rockin' Levi Strauss when I was wearing Robin's
Cheese the only thing that's on my mind I think I'm Aaron Rodgers
Riding round with blasters lookin' like its Halo Infinite
New bitch 35 I call her my lil JLow Pinkett Smith
Every day my n***as light up tree it ain't no Christmas shit
Suck it like a demon, ain't no fuckin' way you Christian bitch
I might rap another verse, or I might jam another reader
Every bitch a masterpiece, I'm only slamming Mona Lisa's
Rock a Palm Angels joggy but I'm dancing with the demons
Red beams on his block, I Anakin and beat him
[Chorus]
Yeahhhhhh
Why the fuck? (Why the fuck?)
These n***as think they fuckin' with me
You don't catch me in the stu I'm prolly somewhere punchin' giffy's
Why the fuck? (Why the fuck?)
The police thinkin' they can flick me
Scat take a split-second just to go from 0 to 60
Why the fuck? (Why the fuck?)
These n***as thinkin' they can get me
Turn this bitch to Disney World quick we poppin' out with Mickey's
Why the fuck? (Why the fuck?)
These bitches thinkin' they can trick me
You done lost yo damn mind you think this more than just a quickie (Lost yo' damn mind)

[Verse 2]
(Pshhhhh)
Run a check up like a doctor
Pull up Gucci, Louis, Dior, she gon' rip me out my boxers
(Pshhhhh)
If it ain't hibachi then its lobster
N***a we don't do no fighting, we be boxing up the boxers
(Pshhhhh)
All these chopsticks in the whip, I need an eggroll (sticks)
Pull up in this fast whip I bet she give me head slow
Shittyboy but I ain't shit, the bitches say I'm dead wrong
Big Shitter, when I die I want that on my headstone
Pape plus designer equals your bitch minus all her clothes
My whip looking just like ace of spades, I ride with all these poles
Bro don't got no friends I don't know why he buy all this Vlone
[Chorus]
Yeahhhhhh
Why the fuck? (Why the fuck?)
These n***as think they fuckin' with me
You don't catch me in the stu I'm prolly somewhere punchin' giffy's
Why the fuck? (Why the fuck?)
The police thinkin' they can flick me
Scat take a split-second just to go from 0 to 60
Why the fuck? (Why the fuck?)
These n***as thinkin' they can get me
Turn this bitch to Disney World quick we poppin' out with Mickey's
Why the fuck? (Why the fuck?)
These bitches thinkin' they can trick me
You done lost yo damn mind you think this more than just a quickie (Lost yo' damn mind)

[Outro]
Why the fuck? What the fuck? Who the fuck n***as think they is?
Hah
Bitch, SBDSM, Bitch
Mmmmmmm, yeahhh Shittyboyz