[Intro: Bugz]

Yo, yeah

It's Bugz, bitch

Well, yo

[Verse: Bugz]

It's Bugz, motherfucker, I represent the bullies

Niggas who is jellies holdin' heat beneath their hoodies

You suckers soft, silly putty, Fred McGillicuddies

Who get fucked for your publishing, I bet you're feeling pretty slutty

I'm feeling dirty, grimy, straight grungy

Jumpin' from a bungee, spittin' loogies at a hunky

I'm rather funky, like collard greens and cottage cheese

All that seems to Caribbean, by all or any means

I bought a million means to blow you all to smithereens

All that's feelin' me, she bought this diamond pinky ring

But Bugz is so obnoxious, ran around her whole apartment

Puttin' mud all on the carpet and my two-year-old galoshes

I got a problеm with these niggas comin' out the closеt

Smell a pussy like vagina, swear to God, they just walk it

That's nonsense, fuck it, quit your band, be a fan

Or come and battle Bugz if you feel you really can (Yeah)

[Chorus: Bugz]

I'm a dirty, gritty, grimy, scurvy street nigga

Egotistic, mystic, servin' heat nigga

If you doubt these words and you wanna see triggers

Take a trip to muddy Michigan, we in the D, nigga

A dirty, gritty, grimy, scurvy street nigga

Egotistic, mystic, servin' heat nigga

If you doubt these words and you wanna see triggers

Take a trip to muddy Michigan, we in the D, nigga