[Verse 1]

Damn, it was a wonderful day

It was almost summertime, in the middle of May

I woke up in the mornin', started makin' a shake

Then my bitch came in the kitchen started makin' it shake

She bouncin' ass, yeah she throw it hella fast like a boomerang

But then I saw her draws and them hoes had dookie stains

“Aye, bitch, what the hell is that on yo underwear” ( ”On my underwear? ”)

“Yeah, bitch, there’s dookie right up under there”

I’m kinda mad, man, this bitch done shitted her britches

And she used them hands to wash my motherfuckin' dishes

Hell nah, you can take you and your draws

I’ma pack your bags and I’ma sit 'em in the hall

You gotta go

What the fuck you think this is? A dookie show?

This means you had shit up in yo draws, durin' the movie, ho

I thought I was lucky gettin' to feel up on that booty, though

But the whole time you had dookie stains on yo bootyhole

[Hook]

This girl is shitty, yeah she shitty, man she gotta leave

She got dark, brown draws, that ain’t fine with me

I guess it’s legal but this shit feel like a crime to me

I see the stain lookin' at me tryna spy on me

[Verse 2]

Get yo bags and put 'em in the fuckin' hummer

Get that shit up out my house, I ain’t no motherfuckin' plumber

Get some spray, and some towels, and a motherfuckin' plunger

You can use them bitches later if the shit goes under

And I ain’t lyin' when I say that this bitch had the nerve to cuss me out

I can’t take her serious when the dookie slowly runnin' out

I feel like [?] house, on God man, I’m 'bout to take the gun out

This ain’t a fast break, but this bitch better run out

Started packin' all the bags, grab the draws one by one

When I lifted them hoes up it felt like they all weighed a ton

There was dookie stains bigger than the motherfuckin' sun

I said, “Aye bitch, come here, this conversation isn’t done”

I said, “Why the fuck does every single pair got some dookie?

Get to talkin', I’m not stupid ho, I ain’t no fuckin' rookie”

So I threw them bitches at her

I said, “Here take a lookie”

And she said it’s from the other day when she was eatin' cookies

I said, “You cappin', that ain’t from the cookies, bitch, that’s from your rectum

I don’t have no shit fetish, do I look like Odell Beckham?

Matter fact, here’s his number, he might like you, you should text him

Put yo draws on his nose and you’ll get shit on his [?]

[Hook]

This girl is shitty, yeah she shitty, man she gotta leave

She got dark, brown draws, that ain’t fine with me

I guess it’s legal but this shit feel like a crime to me

I see the stain lookin' at me tryna spy on me

[Bridge]

Shitty, bitch, get out my house

You got shit on my bed, you got shit on my couch

Shit on yo shirt, you got shit on yo blouse

Crawl yo ass out my house, you a shitty ass mouse

[Outro]

Can’t believe I ain’t know that she was dirty from the jump, though

No wonder my whole house smellin' like a skunk, though

Hope she clean them draws 'fore she ever tries to sext me

If she ever come back with that shit I’m finna can it like some Pepsi