[Intro]
ここは怪獣で故郷くすら。今日もうないです。あるかしら...
大嫌い

[Verse 1: Marjorie -W.C. Sinclair]
Baby checkin' chicken, turn them hens into some roosters
Heavy metal lead, double stack mag inside this fully (Yeah!)
Flew from Oakland to Berlin, I got a bag and ran right through it
If C-MAC don't know the bitch, she prolly fagin' with no movement (Yeah!)
Don't know how to act, she off a half pint of D'uesse
Makin' movements on me, back up, I'm not interested in you
As soothing as it sounds, a million clams just don't make music to me
But you could be my backend if I fumble with this move
With lubricated ass, she make it clap and beat in tune
I think I'm overdosing, baby moterboatin' with that booty
Soda potion, pourin' purple acc up got me snoozin'
When I woke up in Japan I bought a house and copped a Buick
Super human accuracy, she active with that tooly
Gettin' groovy with them packages, FedEX what had them movin'
Too many damn pack flippers, turned his ass to a user
If she useless but she bad, find you a baddie who got juice

[Bridge]
I'll show you what I'm made of...
意味がないね？おいだいてね！
Yeah!
[Verse 2: EtaH CMVC]
Aye, yo' bitch hit the ketamine like a pro
Bro boomin' promethazine for the low
I ain't got a problem with it, n***a, I got a hoe
Matter fact, she got a date right now, let's go
Baby hit my line, said her grandpa grow
Where this n***a at? (The bitch said chicoo)
Tunnel vision lenses, lookin' through the peep hole
I'm a plumber like Mario the way I keep pole
Call her "Gawk Gawk" by the way she deep throat
50 dollar ads for the head, yeah, cheap throat
Yo' bitch wanna fuck but I fell asleep though
Okay, you got a bad bitch, but she a cheap hoe

[Verse 3: Marjorie -W.C. Sinclair]
Okay, she bad, but is she really claiming baggage?
I need 50 million clammys if I'm finna let you bag me
Fishmix with the ketamine got her feelin' frisky, damnit
We could risk it if you ready, let me know when you want everything

[Verse 4: EtaH CMVC]
Fuckin' for the free, lil' baby that's a no-no
Fee for the D? Yeah, bitch, that's for sho-sho
Who the fuck on the beat? Yeah, it's C-MAC and OSO
Red light, green light, I tell the bitch when to go-go
[Verse 5: Marjorie -W.C. Sinclair]
Sell ketamine, Lord of the Rings, I feel like Frodo
Big blower, baby, this not a sword, bitch, this a four O
It's not a gen 4, but this 3D printed Glock turn to a ghost though
I up the tempo and beat it from the back till her knees bent broke