Quack quack

I'm chilling for an hour smoking w**d watching Worldstar

Benz in the garage probably got to drive your girl car

You ain't a rapper of course never heard y'all

I just spit a punchline so now I need a bird call

Hit your sister in the face with a Nerf Ball

I'm dealing with some s**t that really don't concern y'all

Punch a fan if you get a f**king word wrong

I'm wavy get me some s**t that you can surf on

Finding me a b***h I can swerve on

Frank Thomas homie about to put the hurt on

Your b***h a night light in bed she turned on

Throw some w**d tell her burn one

Burn one burn one burn one burn one

Burn one burn one burn one burn one

Yea I used to give a f**k about success

Now I just want to see Mila Kunis undress

Hope she down for buttsex it will be a cum fest

Sorry that's some s**t I had to confess

Crazy a*s b***h doing 911 threats

Came in the game smoking Newport Hundreds

Now I'm at the top and the crown fit

Gold on my outfit

Surrounded by some p***y I'mma drown in

Got that wet pack b***h come and give me that

You know we want to know where them titties at

Got 'em gassed they be asking what I'm cooking with

Have your little brother asking moms where the p***y is

Corruption stuntin' at the function

Your girl p***y smell like Sour Cream &Onion

Pay attention you gon' learn something

Roll that w**d up burn one

Burn one burn one burn one burn one

Burn one burn one burn one burn one