Call me dom toretto bitch i’m skirting in the lot

Maddison beer handling the stick while she grabbing on my cock

I miss fucking river rock, people smoking the crack rocks

I don’t get any plays, that means i will never stop

Overheard that your bitchass you talking shit again

Too much drama going on, i feel like i’m a kid again

I don’t believe in god, so i say that im the man

Talking shit behind my back, i hope you know i have dms

Do an irl deal now i need a fucking middleman

How many stacks of bands do you need, i said ten

All these motherfuckers using macros, hacking, i think it’s bout time that i lay out some bans

Shoutout to patty i think it’s bout time that we make some morning preps and give em to fans

When the boys needеd help, and needed some itеms, i went into creative and gave them a hand

Pew pew watch out for drew

He swervin the jeep and he coming for you

He pull out the Glock and he aiming at you

Can’t forget shottys he toting at you

Bitch pew pew

Who the fuck are you

34 thousand on instagram too

Focused on the cars, take a one way trip to mars

If you catch me on a bad day then i’ll send you to the stars bitch

Gave you many chances but you never tried to talk to me

Told that bitch to come over and then she gave me sloppity

In the hallway at school ima janitor I moppity

You can call me tyler first good song was hippity hoppity

Hippity hop bippity bop, i need some nic pass the drop

Bitch i been i’ve all fiening all day, man this headache need to stop

Bitch i be going down bad like a mother fucking cop

Time to shut my ass up, and go jerk off to wap

Watchin the phillies sittin in the bleachers

I said fuck school bitch im fuckin my teachers

Sittin in gym class doin height and reachers

Sike bitch im goin to church to see preachers

Talkin bout tokyo bitch I be driftin

All of these rona cases they be liftin

Call me joe biden the kids I be sniffin

Yeah im fat you can call me Peter Griffin

Im fat as shit always up in the kitchen

Jokes about failing I know yall are missin

Been a year some of yall clowns still be dissin

What the fuck you and ur dad u be kissin

Drop a new song talkin shit yall still listen

All these diamonds on my wrist they glisten

Im on the court bitch you know I be dribblin

Got the ice on my neck that shit be jinglin

Talkin bout jingle bitch christmas time bells

Call me juice wrld bitch my hearts in a well

My songs go platinum they all start to sell

Go to cape may all I see is some shells

Yes bitch my name is Andromeda

Im a fat ass italian and love pasta

Talkin that shit bitch try keepin yo mouth up

Talkin so fast bitch you can't even catch up