[ADLIBS]
Ay, let hoes on my dick
Whatcha say? I can’t come today?
Molly percocet, flexin’ marry poppins, ooh, ah
In dis bitch, in dis bitch, in dis bitch, in dis bitch

[Chorus]
Pull up Paris Hilton, I’m like Yamaha
I get head, no yamaka, bitches wanna fondle us, ooh
Whack-a-mole, hoes keep poppin up
Ey bitch I’m popular, right, right

[VERSE]
Ya ass look good like a cream pie
Got hoes mad like ya parents if ya seem high
Shawty that’s the molly, you know I’m not your dream guy
Look at what you started, racks, bands
Coolin’ with a thottie, it’s her ass in my hand
Coolin’ with a thottie, my shit slap, made her dance
I go down retarded like relax, bitch, yo mans
I just got deported cause I’m red, l e n
Coolin’ coolin’ coolin’, feedin’ dope to Momma Dulip
Now I’m boolin’ boolin’ boolin’, Johnny Appleseed I do ya
Play the pussy like a tuba, I go scuba scuba scuba
She gone blow me like bazooka, it go thru ya thru ya thru ya
[VERSE 2]
I got hoes in Chattanooga
Buna prince but I’m not Buddha
Razor flip phone not no scooter
Smokin’ dope like Zeke ‘n’ Luther
Leakin' sauce, oh my gosh
Sit up on the dick, criss cross applesauce
Oh you want a hit, what you do to help the cause?
Young stunna shit, bitch I’m Drake and you Josh
Crashin’ the coup
I want good drugs, good head, and a coup
One for me and one for you
It feel like banana swirl
Wide hips like a panoramic view
Get it from her mama ooh
But I ain’t got no baby mamma drama
If you got some drama, meet my baby momma llama
Eric with a Donna, fuck yo bitch in my pajamas
Kind of retweets that you get you wanna count some commas
I’m gone be okay hoe, I just need some space hoe
Would you be a darling and point me to the peso?
Tommy undergarments, so hot they like a bank roll
Pack up in my pocket but I know it stank though

[Chorus]
Pull up Paris Hilton, I’m like Yamaha
I get head, no yamaka, bitches wanna fondle us, ooh
Like ‘em, more hoes keep poppin up
Ey bitch I’m popular, right, right
I get head, no yamaka, bitches wanna fondle us, ooh