Doo doo, brr, brr, aye, bitch, let's go
Ay I pull up on your block, and I'm living like Larry (Larry)
Bitches on me 'cause you look real scary (Scary)
Call me fucking Timmy with the muh'fucking fairies (Fairies)
I can't eat that shit, 'cause it's too damn hairy (Wah)

Diamonds on my neck, make a pussy boy jealous
Number 15, Burger King foot lettuce (Brrng)
Bruh sound effect, number 2
Train on a bitch, like choo-choo
Like woo-woo, or poof poof
Got 'em running from the likes of you-you
You ain't never seen a stick, but you all up on my dick
Don't you run up on my clique, or you finna catch these fists

Bitch (Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch)
Bitch, I don't give it shit, I was getting hella licks
Dick was fucking broke, I don't need a fucking fix
Call me lit with a clit, do a flip on a cat
Pull up to the house, ain't no way you coming back
Do a couple lines, then I'm making hella stack
Ain't no way I'm picking up a thing or two
I think I'm overrated but I think I might just make it
Boy I figured it out, ain't no telling what I'm all about
Anything you say it isn't valid 'cause I'm honest
And I'm rapping 'cause I want to
Ain't nobody gonna tell me that I'm good
If you do, I'ma shut it all out

Listen, bitch
I know everybody jealous but it doesn't make any sense
Like, why the fuck you watching incest
I be on the 'hub, searching big breasts
Making 3 cents, on my Spotify, need to pay less