[Intro: Young Zee, Voice #1, & Voice #2]
Young Zee, why don't you ever talk about yourself?
Shut up bitch, he the king!
The king don't have to talk about hisself!
I got this, let me do this

[Verse 1: Young Zee]
I like cartoons
I don't care if it's a freakin' orgy
I sip Bacardi
At a stripper party
Watching Rick and Morty
I dissect a frog
Then go catch some more
I trap birds then I found out
It was against the law
My neighbor told on me
Cops try arrest the boy
So I gave her Shepard dog
Dog Trix with fentanyl
I had a 1961 [?]
I'm a scumbag
I fucked and mailed her panties
In a cum rag
To her son's dad
I fucked all the female MCs
In my younger days
Dyke girls from Young MAs
To Mother Rage
They had mе on TMZ in Cabo
With a Rican model
Drinkin' a bottle
Of pink Moscato
I'm the goat, Capricorn four-lеgged
Horn-headed, born naked, corn fedded
Beef? I'm a hunters
Do bring me his hide
Young, Sittin' Bull
Soon Indian Tribe
[Refrain: Young Zee, Voice #1, & Voice #2]
Young Zee, why don't you ever talk about your relationships?
Shut up bitch, he the king!
The king ain't gotta talk about his relationships!
I got this

[Verse 2]
I like pussy, ass, mouth
The three holes
I'm like Al Pacino
With a [?] cheap coat
Fake passport
I'm in Ukraine
With another dude's name
...out here tryna buy
Some poon tang (How much?)
I like girls poor as shit
But a gorgeous bitch
Like Jorja Smith
I pick her up from the orphanage
In a Ford Eclipse
Shoutout to my ex-hoes
That wear they best clothes
In they next post
So I don't think they dead broke
I wipe my dick off
With this bitch jaws
She dribbles down
Then switch balls
Like Chris Paul
I put my thumb in her brown cherry
Of Something About Mary (*laugh track*)
Then I'm comin' around barely
Granny gave me head
With no teeth in the truck
I'm addicted
Now all my chicks
Sixty-five and up
I heard dude tell his wife
"Mi amor"
But that beautiful woman
That you married?
She's a whore
[Outro: Caller, Callee]
Somebody picked up the phone
From this goddamn place and called my house!
And told my wife some things
About fucking, and I don't like that!
I have your number (Excuse me)
I have your number (I just—)
I have your fuckin' number
(I don't know what's going on here)
I'm telling you about two minutes ago
Someone called up my house
And told my wife to fuck you (Really?)
And i pushed *-6-9, and I got you!
Now who told my wife?!
Who said that to my wife?!
Was it you?!
I have the place's phone number!