[intro]

Yea

Orange on the beat

Not really

But here we go

[verse 1]

Making this rap, for my nigga sonic

Just sittin back, sparkin that chronic

Twitch chat be, fucking demonic

With that being said, this is ironic;

Super hot fire, spittin dem bars

Fuckin police, got me in their car

Your raps, will never make it this far

Brb going in to the wet bar;

Just did my taxes, kept all receipts

Sonic up in here, makin funky beats

No way in hell, i will take defeat

I would rather be, encased in concrete;

Now I’m just ramblin, bring out the main course

You look like, a fucking seahorse

Tryina get some drugs, lookin for the source

Me and your mom, are getting a divorce;

Drank a few beers, just got the case

Just ate some shrooms, now i’m in space

Awe shit man, got to touch base

Damn your girl, looks good in lace;

And now i’m back

Look at that girl, she’s fuckin whack

Pull up your pants, no need for the crack

Damn your sisters hot, in pitch black;

I wanna feel, like fucking basedgod

Waka flocka flame, is just fucking odd

Me and the homies, going out on the quads

Just sitting there, waiting for the applaud;

Now this rap, is coming to an end

I am so glad, you could all attend

I just want to fit, in the fucking trend

Now sonic, give me a sword kappa