[Verse 1:]

Goofy silly hoe

I’m peewee in his playhouse

The king of cartoons, but I come in with the bass drop

Cowboy Curtis pull

'Bout to steal your man, hoe

Lasso up your nigga then I ride him like a rodeo

Mecka lecka high

Mecka lecka highnie ho

I got one wish

Getting rid of all these hatin' hoes

Who say they love this money

But do they wanna marry it?

I’m married to my money, I don’t squander it

My money it be clean

Call it money launderin'

Soap and suds it up

Grab a sponge and mop

'Bout to scrub up all the shit stains in this rap thing

They be tryna give me pickle juice

But you know I’m not having that

They try to build the ceiling and I break it with a metal bat

Babe Ruth, first one on the field

Slide through first base with your bitch

How you feel?

Yeah, because I do it like Ali

But I sting twice, I’m a busy little bumblebee

Hand on my hip, real sassy

Poppin' bubble gum

Bars real sharp got me bleeding from the gums, gums

[Verse 2:]

I’m no Murphy tho

I ain't got the baritone

High pitched punchlines

Sure to beat and bruise ya

'Cause I do it with my bare hands

I built it from the bottom

That’s why I give thanks to no man

Systematically oppressive

I’m aggressive

'Cause these niggas stay barkin' like I won't bite back

Like I’m scared of altercation

Got no method in my madness

Look at me when I’m talkin'

Step to me that’s your coffin

Pitch black, ain't no coming back

Only stars shine when the sun starts setting so I guess there's no place for these bitches I won't mention

I ain't gotta kill these niggas

Yeah, they do it on they own

Rapping 'bout the money that they don’t got

Rapping 'bout the spots that I been copped

I'ma show 'em how it’s done

'Cause they money on that lower case and I am in all capitals

They money it be whispering and that shit is hysterical

Portrait painting in the foyer

Well you know you can’t afford it

Playing croquet with your feelings

Wipe your blood up with my handkerchief

I’m sophisticated

Abstract if you will

Complex emotions compiled in a rhythmic pattern and y'all pop it like the blue pill

But y'all don’t get it

Y'all niggas are some animals

Drooling ass savages

Dreaming 'bout my pussy when you know you can’t have that shit

Uh, you unevolved ass niggas

Talking 'bout you got it but you rent it ass niggas

Talking 'bout it's yours but he wrote it ass niggas

Shouting out memes in your rhymes ass niggas

Nah, now you know that I’m not having that

Talkin' 'bout you took it but it’s 'bout time that you give it back

You been struggling so long

It’s about time that you let a bitch ball

[Outro:]

Heard rap was a dog game

But pussy got the power

So while you busy chasing bones

I’ma dig my nails in 'em