[Chorus: Jarrin McDowell]
I make these, n***as bark Bitch
I got these n***as on a leash, I make 'em bark bitch
I-i-if a n***a want smoke, tell 'em "Bring a kart bitch"
Christmas tree, you the base
And I'm the star bitch, I be on my art shit
I make these, n***as bark Bitch
I got these n***as on a leash, I make 'em bark bitch
I-i-if a n***a want smoke, tell 'em "Bring a kart bitch"
Christmas tree, you the base
And I'm the star bitch, I be on my art shit
I make these n***as

[Verse 1: 6arelyhuman]
Ba-ba-bark, no Rottweiler
Bitch, I'm so skinny, that's word to Mariah
Move them chicken lips, and the faggots gon' fire
Did what I did, to build my empire
Yеah, I need some medicine, spittin' hot I got a soar throat
Fuck a tour bus, making wavеs on my tour boat
Is it hot in here? Or is that just me?
Yeah, I'm into iPhones like iJustine
Wet wipe, damn these bitches crusty
Need a clear coat, before you think about touching me
G-g-get 'em real mad, yeah they tryna start fights
[Bridge: 6arelyhuman]
Jarrin makes 'em bark, 'cause we know they won’t bite
Ten Weggies in they ass, up tight
Crack the lens, you betta have a flash light
And I catch angles, yes three, sixty
Gotta cash app, 'cause these bitches need to tip me

[Verse 2: Sleezyanti]
Yo, Jarrin McDowell, can I buy a vowel?
I'm balling on bitches, I need me a towel
I beat on these rappers, like they was a counter
If he don't got money, he don't get encounters
It's sad that a bitch like me had to come in the rap game
Crack shit up, no back pain (Eh)
Been that n***a since crack came
Put a X in a n***a flag now, his gang got an accent
Mona
Lisa
America's Gothic
She's not a journalist, but I'm her topic
Watch this
Got a couple n***as on my block list
Got a n***a living in Austin
Hey, Ross Lynch
Look
Spit a lil' verse get a rap girl shook
Only pop out, if I get booked
If I fish, then he's my hook
I'll make him (Woof! Woof!)
[Verse 3: Keyzilla]
Toxic, I'm a bad bitch
Slim waist, with a fat dick
With some fat lips, you can kiss on
And I make 'em melt like some plastic
N***a wanna hit that
I'm like "Nah, n***a, getcha lick back"
Wanna sleep in it, oh you want jet lag?
Wanna watch the body like a leap pad
Do you peep that?
Mess with the best, you'll go down with the rest
I don't fuck with no bug, I don't fuck with no pest
Yeah, my body is art, and your body a mess
And you n***as look tired, go take you a rest flex
Wanna cum on my chest, better bring out the racks
If you wanna dip in it, better bring out the chips
Eyes grow real wide, when I whip out my dick, bitch
Oh my God
Oh my God
Oh my God
Bang, Keyzilla
Bad little bitch, want me to piss in her mouth, if you got cake
I don't care bitch, eat her out
I am the star
And you n***as is the pass around, do you see now?
[Pre-Chorus: Jarrin McDowell]
Bitch, I never miss
And n***as pissed that I got good aim
I should be rockin' straights jacket
'Cause my flows is insane
We can go toe, to toe
I'll leave you N***as in Spain, that's without the "S" of course
Bitch, I'm fly like airports

[Chorus: Jarrin McDowell]
I make these, N***as bark Bitch
I got these n***as on a leash, I make 'em bark bitch
If a n***a want smoke, tell 'em "Bring a kart bitch"
Christmas tree, you the base
And I'm the star bitch, I be on my art shit
I make these, n***as bark Bitch
I got these n***as on a leash, I make 'em bark bitch
If a n***a want smoke, tell 'em "Bring a kart bitch"
Christmas tree, you the base
And I'm the star bitch, I be on my art shit
I make these n***as