Rucka Rucka Ali
Aluwakbar
[Intro]
Jihad

[Chorus 1]
(Aye, aye) I'm in a big truck drivin' on people
And I'm screaming Aluwakbar (Aye, aye)
All the others walkin' past on their way
But didn't get to walk far
Smoking on a blunt with FouseyTube
And counting all the shot cars
All my homies be like "Bakalaka jihad
Dirka shirpa dirka" (Bakalaka, aye, aye)

[Verse 1]
In my whip, I'm backing up on people
And I'm wearin' my new burka (Aye)
After this we blowin' up some people
In the street of Acapulco (Aye)
Lettin' out my rage, killin' infidels
It's the word of Allah (Aye)
When I'm up in paradise
I rape a couple virgin girls with my c*ck
Goin' eighty miles an hour, drivin' a pedo van
Rollin' through a group of people
I'm just tryna fit in to a crowd of women
Aye, aye
Now I'm firin' a rocket from the bottom of my Benz
All the riches I'll be gettin' when I go to Heaven
'Cause I drove on some men
Oi, aye

[Chorus 2]
Flyin' a big plane into a building
And I'm screaming Aluackbar
I'm not good at landin' f**kin' planes
But I could hit a f**kin' tower
Swervin' through the city
And I'm hittin' random b***ons, sippin' vodka
Flyin' Virgin Airlines to a place
Where there's some virgins I can f**k (Bakalaka)

[Verse 2]
I'm up in the hills of Bakalakistan
Screaming Aluwakbar (Donald, Donald Trump)
Roll up on you on a camel with a 47
Chewing on a tide pod (Pod)
Shoot you from the back, we are from Iraq
Came up from nothing like Oprah (Yo, yo, yo)
They like "Ahmed, how you blow up twelve car jihads
And you only got six cars?" (Detroit)
Strap up my young kid with a six pack of bombs
When they come down the street, I say go fast, oh snap
Then my kid explodes like a Note Sette
Love me or hate me, I just told the cold facts
Screaming Aluwakbar, killing all the white guys
Kneeling towards Mecca, chilling with this guy, Carl
Eating on a snack bar, filling up my mom's car
Screaming Aluwakbar, screaming Aluwakbar
[Chorus 3]
I be dropping bombs on major cities
And I'm screaming Aluwakbar
Drop 'em on the suckers
And I turn 'em to spaghetti like it's pasta
Smoking on a blunt with Lil Boosie
While the city people got got
All my homies back in Egypt sellin pitas
For a dollar twenty five

[Outro]
Aye bro, you need TNT?
Special half off special, bro
Buy eight get nine-eleven free
We knock down two for the price of one
Come down to Habib's Cribs
Half off exploding bibs
Fun for the kids
We have ISIS Ices
Thank you, come again
A Saddam Hussein aleikum come to you too, bro