[Intro] [record scratching, punchy kick drum] [Verse 1] [male rap vocals] I don't think so, yo, it's go But it's time to fuck your hoe, my wiener Yeah, that's what people do in the teeny-tina They're fucking blowing the minds [record scratch] Coming funky What you gonna do, junkie? Man, ooh-ooh-ah-ah, you monkey You better get back, you're getting attacked Man, you know I'm idling back [airhorn sample] But I got the Bible intact, yo, the holy pages [record scratching, vocal chopping] And I'm smashing that path, the holy and sacred [record scratching, rhythmic vocal cuts] [Verse 2] Yo, yo, we got sunglasses inside Man, but you know I'm fucking gunning, I'm high Yo, no time to put the fucking pie down What's gonna happen now? [airhorn sample] The airhorn comes when the rare porn's done, wow [record scratching, instrumental break with staccato synth riff] [Verse 3] Yo, yo, say what is going on? But I'm stoned in, yeah, I got drugs Yo, what the fuck is that tongue piercing? I know it's getting funky for some reason, uh Yo, I got the fucking scroll on my camera Yo, we don't pay attention though I ain't paying for shit [airhorn sample] [record scratching, vocal chopping] [Verse 4] Yeah, when we're coming like this and like that With the airhorn comes, man, you know we get the Christmas sack When the rare porn's done, yo, come along with the drums Yo, it's D to the R to the U-M-S [record scratching] [vocal chopping, rhythmic synth stabs] How broke can we get this beat? Now we're fucking gonna go sleep, never Tether my Wi-Fi to you, never [staccato synth riff] Done, people doing their thing I know fucking Wi-Fi's like, what, why try? I might, yo, totally my die No Wi-Fi though, yo, oh-oh Talking to people though on Omegle If I can find my keyboard to type back to them Yo, it's an acronym, it's on the floor Oh shit, I logged out, I explore the parts of the web And oh, but I gotta get bed One of these days I'm dead, till I'm dead I'm killing the head, upstairs What, what, what, what When I put what, what up in the butt
