[Chorus]
Let me see your middle finger, put your hands up (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Might get yanked out ya seat if you don't stand up (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You know I'ma run the world and never cramp up (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Rub some dirt up on that shit, you got to man up (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

I'm here to violate you
Laughing in your face, what would make you think I hate you?
Get you on a date, it'd be great to be grateful
You even got with ten six feet
You probably learned how to swim
Floating up Schitt's Creek, that shit's deep
Who I'm pissing off next?
I do not give a fuck, like I'm swervin' off sex
And if I wanted head, I'd just snatch 'em off necks
Jim Rhoades need some broads with him as a hostect
How I kick it flawless, yes, scaring all my guests
If that don't make them leave, they must be very unimpressed
Have a sip of Trano, put some hair up on your chest
I would hate to have to push another Karen down the steps
But I will, my license is to kill, your doctor is a dealer, he pushes all the pills
I'm fond of Nancy Wheeler, I'm Jack and she'll be Jill
You know I love to paint, pose for me, hold still, yeah

[Chorus]
Let me see your middle finger, put your hands up (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Might get yanked out yo seat if you don't stand up (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You know I'ma run the world and never cramp up (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Rub some dirt up on that shit, you got to man up (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
We've heard this shit before, did you really bet? Yeah
You'll always be alone, can you live with that? Yeah
Prosecutor brought a glove, did you fit in that? Yeah
If she bitchin' down the middle, are you hittin' that?
Uh, mm, yeah
Who's asking? Chase the assassin
Comes to your cabin
Hunting the dragon
Hung for a stabbing
Don't sweat it, punkin', I'm laughin'
I'm like a dog, humping and scratchin'
Now let me put my leg up, on you, I get the leg up
I swallowed a balloon when I knew it'd blow my head up
As far as your platoon, something just has been developed
I'm wearing dirty clothes, you pay me more than your Marcella
Like, ooh, shit, only thought when you show up is, who's this?
I be with my dawg like Eustace
Waking up with Ruthie, I'm ruthless, you a toothpick

[Chorus]
Let me see your middle finger, put your hands up (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Make it yank out your seat if you don't stand up (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You know I'ma run the world and never cramp up (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Rub some dirt up on that shit, you got to man up (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

I'm, I'm getting the initials H.C