[Intro]
Ok, but you guys can't watch this time. It'll mess up my funky flow
Hi, my name's Ryan
Aye, aye, ha. This shit is [?]
Oh no

[Verse 1]
Crew in my cut, we ain't fucking with new n***as, yo
You can't sit with us, on my momma, bust you n***as
Keep on acting tough, like you keep a bunch of shooters, boy
You n***as fruit punch, fuck your bitch, she with the succ, aye
Pop up out the cut, you can't see me, now you see me, boy
I'm really 'bout my buds, throw it back one time for Stevie
Put my finger in her butt, now i'm feeling like I'm E.T
I go dumb, bitch i go ri-ri, very rare on your T.V
I'm that fat jit, pack smoking, n***a sipping jubilee
Got that pink, that yellow belly sipping, before i keep the treat
Gold in my mouth (Yeah)
Gold in my mouth, fuck around and tell the dentist pull a, pull a 14 carat me
Ok, pull up do my dance man, guess im trying to cash in, DJ pat my best friend, kilo my right hand man
Told them n***as i go hard, she said, "Flyboy, he so raw.", she want me to hit it raw
Woke up faded, boy i'm lost. Now she wanna lick the sauce
Bitch im dripping, watch me draw. Watch her pop, lock, and drop
She gon' drop it like it's hot
She gon' ask me what i'm on, I said, "Bitch i'm on this guap."
Put my penis on her shoulder, she say, "Steven, can you stop?"
Boy, I feel like Triple H, 'cause I hit them with the hammer
Boy, I feel like MC Hammer
Boy, I don't have on pajamas
I'm a bad mama-jamma, reckless n***a with some grandma
Flyboy Tarantino, get it, I might change my name to Santa
[Outro]
'Cause I got them hoes, aye
'Cause i got them hoes, aye
I might change my name to Santa 'cause i got them hoes, Ok
'Cause I got them hoes, aye
'Cause i got them hoes, aye
Flyboy Tarantino, get it 'cause i got them hoes, aye
'Cause I got them hoes, Ok
'Cause i got them hoes, Ok
I might change my name to Santa 'cause i got them hoes, Ok
'Cause I got them hoes, Ok
'Cause i got them hoes, aye
Flyboy Tarantino, get it 'cause i got them hoes, aye