[Intro]
Mario
Ay, yuh

[Verse 1]
Okay like, ever since I was just a boy
I don't wanna play wit' bitches, I don't wanna play wit' toys
I be seein' n***as spittin' and that kinda give me joy
I'm not basic, like a white bitch who from Illinois, wearin' Corduroys (Corduroys)
I don't care about money, I just really want the fuckin' fame (Ay, ay)
But these n***as trippin', they can't even say my fuckin' name (Fuckin' name)
Cupid got no arrow, but my lyrics always set to aim (What?)
Fire then I ask you, "Does it burn you, when you hear a flame" (Ayy)
I am a meme rapper, so I just really like the comedy (Yuh)
She only fuck for the sodomy
My pubes look like a pile of broccoli (Ay)
Why you try to rap, when you sound like a wannabe
I only rap, when I read me the, Odyssey, audibly (Yuh)
My dick wobbly, will I get E.D?
Yeah- shit probably, fuck my bodily (Ay)

[Verse 2]
Functions, when I get big I'm stuck in a junction
Do I go left or right- when I run shit
I rap hard, like a n***a made of tungsten
I speak shit, like a gassed up Russian (Yuh)
Oh shit, fuck lemme do introductions
Hi I'm Z, I like to do fuck-shit!
But if you try me, you might get the dungeon
I'm just playin', just, no interruptions
I'm gon' fuck my sis, like a redneck
She gon' bounce on me, like a bad check
She give head, like a white boy crew neck
My hand up, like a kid doin' head check
I'm gonna nae-nae, off of the poop deck (Ay, ay)
Okay like woah!

[Interlude]
(Boing)
This mother fucker, he really
He put, he put his tag in the middle of the fucking song
How-how disrespectful, how fucking-
Ay, ay, ay, okay like woah (Let's a go)

[Verse 3]
I'm bring it back, like a medic (RESUSCIATE)
You-you speak big shit, can't hold your body weight (Ay)
I'm in her mouth like a biscuit, cheddar bay
I'm gonna Zoom, like a kid, tryna' graduate
Got me a calculator, on my watch
My wrist analytical, like Chris Boss (What?)
Oh my gosh, Kim Jong Un, turned into a squash
And I don't like bitches, who know how to wash their pussy!
Pu the S into stupid like Stussy
I sit on a n***a like a cushion, no Whoopie
You a stupid-ass bitch, lil n***a you a rookie (Ay, ay)
And I'm gonna change flows now, don't you lookie!
I carve my way like a SoundCloud artisan
And I rap fresh like a whiff of cardamon
Guardian, she wanna fuck for a cardigan
I like both cheeks, I'm bi-partisan!

[Outro]
(So long Kinga Bowser)
Ay, (Prod Flixterr)
Ay, okay like damn, what