[Narrator]
"Hobo Johnson met a thot...
So, there he was
Standing there defeated, no peanut butter
No girl that he likes or loves or whatever
So he quits his job somewhat rashly, and lands on another, where he meets a grown ass woman if you know what I mean
The two seem to hit it off, yada yada yada
But there's a constant on and off type thing, as he believes she may be down for some extracurricular
With a keen eye he starts to understand..."

[Verse 1]
She don't like you
She likes compliments, and condiments
From meals I bought her
Obvious that cash was really for my rent but
It's okay cuz I pretend that I don't care
Cuz it's a date and she don't care cuz she just ate
Steaks and mashed potatoes when
At home I just eat Fritos

[Verse 2]
I whip whip whip for a chance
Whip whip whip for a chance at that ass
Whip whip whip for a chance
Whip whip whip for a chance at that ass (and titties)
I'm just a man, like my dad
I'm just a man, like my dad
I whip like my dad is for a
Couple of assets on a girl
That's like 22 and still not in classes
She know you don't need it
She'll go with a doctor or pharmacist that's
Probably in Los Angeles
Go and sell your soul
And what's wrong with the really nice guy
That's on the light reel with
The really shitty bike that's me
And I'm sorry about tryna talk to a girl that
My parents won't see cuz she's
Gross and filthy and probably just really thotty
Thinking thoughts that's awfully naughty
But hottie since they've been hot they have sought
To look for money, you aught to get a car
With rims that are nice and
Maybe you'll meet the girl who
Will divorce you twice
[Outro]
Congratulations
500 in the first week to them it kinda sounds weak but
Bro to us we know what it takes to make a record and
We all know that you're only getting better, I heard
That the girl you got is tryna lock you up
You better pray she's the one cuz
You better bet that ass will get half when you blow up off the map
Cuz you're about to be famous
Hey man you're fucking killing it out here bro Sacramento is loving it man its like, you're just so good you're names getting big too but
You should just fool 'em
Into thinking you're a big shot rapper who's wristwatch is dapper with a badass bitch with an attitude I don't know if your girl really got that juice
You should rap about shit that you don't have now but you'll get next time around
Don't look back and don't look down and don't look wack when you see the crown just be famous