[intro: Karizma]
(Yo, yo) Love with the wild ones
(Yeah, yeah) Still I wanna hate (hate, hate)
She could be my child, son

[Verse 1: Karizma]
My hairs dumb, my shoes loose
'least I can fix both what can you do?
Got a few screws not quite tightened right
I can make your ears fall off, Mike Tyson fight
Mic in my right grip, right 'til I write one of these shitty songs
But my life of excitement is nothing but these nights watching dykes hit a bong
Stupid girls are abundant , head full of dumb shit
That Ms. Kim Kardash said you must get
Wish I had a musket shoot her in her butt quick
If she had nuts she'd probably be OG [?]
Karizma is the [?], very much an [?]
Now I'll expose every hoe, wanna come with?
Starting with the college broads first (oh yeah, oh yeah)
Dude if she's kissing me she's probably not yours
Holly's off, calling shots, Molly poppers then the party stops
So she's got the lollypoppers
Wanna call the cops when you saw what occurred in the bed but I guess it's the pot you done stirred

[Chorus 2: Karizma]
Hey, what can I say?
Im in love with the wild ones
Hey, still I wanna hate
Cause she could be my child, son
Dang, still I wanna slay, just one more time hun
Wait, give the kid a break, I ain''t never gonna find love
Cause I'm a douche bag, douche bag
I ain''t gonna change man who asked
Get your hands up in agreement
Now we all suck, trust me I mean it
[Verse 2: Karizma]
We got ladies who just turned the legal age (I'm 18, I'm 18)
They don't care what the people say
They wanna snort this, then abort kids
As they buy weed but a baby can't afford it
[Karizma, Mocking: I'm a woman, I'm important]
Fuck that!
You like a cum splat all over your face and your butt crack
And I don't care if I cross lines
Imma cross lines of the enemy, and I'm just fine
You got hate and I hate that you're hateful
My hearts on a plate on our date and you ain't full
Take my soul, finest steak and you shake, you ain't got nothing left to break but my ankles
Honey thank you, I learned such a lot here
Now drop what you got on your top tier
Then drop what your mom feared would get you caught up with the bitches that belong here
Now I'm an ass but I'm asking you this
Why do you act like the nastiest chick?
It's not hot, well okay it is babe but stop acting like a slut for your kids sake

[Chorus: Karizma]
But hey, what can I say?
I'm in love with the wild ones
Hey, still I wanna hate
She could be my child, son
Dang, still I wanna slay, just one more time hun
Wait, give the kid a break, I ain't never gonna find love