[Intro: Josh, Zach, Greg, & Ukhohliwe]

Brrrraaah

Yo, this is the first time I've heard this beat

I'm in the car

I know what the fuck you're doing, what the fuck are you doing (yeah)

I'm hanging with my friends, today

But it's really hot in here

I'm pretty sure it's not as bad as this Canadian dude you wanna diss out

But y'know me, just kidding you don't know me at fuckin' all, let's get this money I guess

Lemme see if I can say what I got

[Verse 1: Ukhohliwe]

Hows it you cook bacon and bake a cookie

You a squirrel? ‘Cause your dumbass cheeks lookin’ sandy

Is it called sand ‘cause it’s between the sea and land?

Your mom hits harder than you, and she’s only using the back of her hand

Hey, Jessica, chicken didn’t come from the sea

It came from the other side of the street

From Chinese, Japanese, Filipino, possibly KFC

Fuck this topic, focus on the beat (come down bro)

Your voice is kinda scratchy

I think you need some fuckin’ lubrication can you even handle though?

I don’t even know, I can’t even read my own fuckin’ handwriting

[Verse 2: Josh]

Why the fuck you lookin’ stupid with that haircut, man

You’d look fuckin’ better if you’re bald, I don’t know

Shit, you- what I’m trying to say is that you look stupid

But um, yeah um, I suggest you probably get it a haircut because, I-I don’t know

That just doesn’t suite you at all, the fuckin’ hairstyle

Y’know like it’s 2020, I get it, do whatever you want

Oh, shit is that your girl right there?

Yo back that ass up, baby back that ass up

Show me what you’re workin’ with

Yo, I don’t give a fuck if your man is in the club

Man, I pull up with my gun, I’m just kidding

My gun is in the shop ‘cause it’s broken

I don’t know what I’m saying, I’m just trying to sound cool, yuh yuh

I’m just hanging with my bros, yuh yuh

Try to fuck with me, yuh yuh yuh, yuh, second-

[Verse 3: Zach]

I deserved a hundred, Mrs. McQue

Kill yourself, you’re a jew

So anyway, Hitler, um (speaking of jews)

So Hitler, he was- he was a pretty cool dude, don’t get me wrong

Um, and he did a lot for-

[Verse 4: Greg]

It’s chill I just waved, and he gave me a weird look like my names Dave

But it’s not bitch, no it’s not, no it’s not bitch

No it’s not bitch, no it’s not, no it’s not bitch

Bacon, eggs, a little bit of grease

In my house with socks on my feet

And I’m eating that meat, and I’m beating that meat

‘Cause it’s nothing else to do in the sheets, but ah ah

I wish I wasn’t alone, like Sylvester Stallone

[Verse 5: Greg & Josh]

And the guns go

*Lots of rambling*

[Verse 6: Josh]

Sike, bitch, I didn’t really die

I am still alive, I did not get shot with a gun, yeah

You got pranked, son, you fuckin’ bitch

You- you’re fuckin’ stupid, fuckin’ dumbass

Like- the fuck are you- this is- this going way too fuckin’ long

What the fuck am I supposed to say, Jesus, um okay y’know what

[Verse 7: Greg]

Ain’t nobody got soul on this bitch

So I’m finna start singing and shit

In a bit, I just took a shit like OooOooOOo

Baby boy just took a shit, oooOooOOOOo

On the toilet, making uh uh ooh ohh ooh

[Verse 8: Ukhohliwe]

Curtain, jealousy, Prince, star, ramen

Too many A’s on this bitch, be like

Piano, guitar, ukulele, clothes, bear, dog, french toast

Boyz II Men, beer, Japanese writing, ramen, Beatles

Nah, I’m a sinner, I be cooking dinner

Call me Lucifer, I be cooking shi- shit, uhhhhhh

TV, skeleton, ball, piano, red-

No, stop recording, bruh (No, I’m on the- I'm talking to Greg right now)

It’s still a form of recording

[Verse 9: Zach]

I just went to Starbucks

Then I got ten bucks

And then I went to Bucc’s

And got myself new pants

Okay, honestly, this beat is really good

Um, and it’s kind of a shame that we’re using it for a “meme” song

[Verse 10: Josh]

Three, two, one

That’s a man, that’s a cup, that’s a lamp

That’s a bag, that’s a bottle of blood

And that’s a kendama man

Yeah, this is a charger for, uh, vape juice batteries

This is a remote, this is a napkin, this is a bedsheet

And that’s a man again, and this is a computer screen

This is a laptop, this is a closet, this is a keyboard

This is my speaker, those two are my um- my lenses

For my, uh, D3400, my Nikon, this is my MIDI controller

But anyways, back to the beat

[Verse 11: Zach]

I. do. not. enjoy. DominoOOoOooOOs

I don’t like dominos, because they are on the nose

They don’t make very good pizza, but

Papa Johns does, Papa Johns and Pizza Hut are the best pizza places (yeah)

[Verse 12: Greg]

This beat go hard

Like a Pokémon card

With 200 HP and a special move

I’m gonna kill everybody at my [REDACTED]

Not literally, if we played Pokémon together then I would beat them that’s what I meant

Please don’t call the government

Because I don’t wanna go to jail

[Verse 13: Ukhohliwe]

I got fuckin’ used

Like, and, shit, like, Emmanuel over here

Talkin’ shit about this diss track, ‘cause it is shit

Like, and then Greg is on the phone

He’s gonna be dropping a few beats somewhere

Ah, fuckin’ hell

Light, speaker, blood, bleacher

Kendama, water, uh, sheet, blanket

Toes, sand, I don’t know what I’m saying

But, yeah, what about you man, like, fuck

I don’t even know what to say

‘Cause like what I just said was like, a fat ass ramble

[Verse 14: Greg]

Tell me what’s the game, bro

Whatchu tryna play, though

Persona 5 though, that games kinda wack, yo

What the hell, bro?

Why you playin’ that game about anime bitches

Bro, they got tiny titties and they ain’t even cute, bro

Buncha men, that’s what I like

A buncha men, bro, two boys, two boys

Boyz ll Men, bro

[Verse 15: Zach]

Cocaine, coke, and blow

This white powdery and illegal substance

Is one of the most iconic and yet dangerous party drugs and stimulants to be used in the past and today

Cocoon- ceh, cuh, co-, period

Cocaine is commonly snorted, however

It can also be smoked in the form of crack

[Verse 16: Josh]

Why am I so angry at the world, well honestly

Now that I got your attention, this whole point was that this song was just gonna be a diss track, um, eh

I don’t- I don’t really know, because like, fifteen minutes can be a really long fuckin’ time

Unless it’s like a collective effort, like Odd Future, and- it’s- it’s, uh

But we’re not Odd Future, if anything, like, this is an odd future that we’re living in right fuckin’ now, y’know what I’m saying

But, we’re gonna probably die, in like the next few years, who’s to even say anymore, we’re not really taking care of ourselves, um

Ah, shit, holy fuck, who brought the sprinkler inside my house, what the hell

Wh- hey, who the fuck brought the sprinkler, dude

What the fuck, ah it’s getting all over my room

No, my posters, oh god, no, not my- not my books, oh goodness

Oh my god, no, not his napkin, he was writing lyrics on that napkin

Uh, this is getting- so overboard at this point, I’m fuckin’ sweating, I’m genuinely sweating

[Verse 17: Ukhohliwe &. Josh]

Aye, aye, aye, aye, I just hit the nine minute mark

Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat

This is six more minutes, like fuckin’ Bohemian Rhapsody shit on another level (they actually had lyrics written for that, this is nothing)

I’m just like, done, like, (you just gave up, like)

No, ‘cause like the hi-hat is actually giving me a fuckin’ headache (are you serious? I’m sorry, bro)

Yeeahhh

No, like, I’m tryna like, think of something and all I hear is *horse*

And I’m only thinking about like the, NEEEEIIIGH (that works)

Like, Niiii[REDACTED]

Fuck man, fuckin’ crazy, like

[Verse 18: Greg]

Walkin’ down the street and I see my buddy boy

His name is, Roy, ooh he’s got a, he’s-

He’s got a couple socks on, yeah

Walkin’, Joaquin, Phoenix, ooh

Joker was a pretty good movie bro

Why does nobody talk about it anymore

There’s a van, coming down the street

It’s kinda, creepy doe, and I hope they don’t stop to ask me what I’m doing ‘cause I really don’t wanna explain

Like, yuh

[Verse 19: Zach]

Um, it makes me cry every time I read it, right?

So, are you ready, aye, aye, aye

Who am I? Someone that's afraid to let go, uh

You decide if you're ever gonna let me know (Yeah)

Suicide if you ever try to let go, uh

I'm sad, I know, yeah, I'm sad, I know, yeah

Who am I? Someone that's afraid to let go, uh

You decide if are ever going to let me know, yeah

Suicide if you ever try to let go, uh

I’m sad, uh, I-

[Verse 20: Josh]

Walkin’ in the club with my friends

Getting drinks, partying until the end

Or at least until the bar closes, I don’t know until we get kicked out by the bouncer

“Hey, whatcha doin’ bitch?”

“I’m sittin’ here”

“No, you cannot sit there”

“This is the VIP section, you don’t work here, bitch”

Oh, shit, you do? Yeah, it says your name on the name tag, I’m sorry, yeah, uh- ooh-, ooh- I can- I can-

I can leave- I can leave right now actually, sorry

Um, my bad man, my bad

Yeah, I’m s-, yeah y’know, well can I at least get my jacket, it’s still on the table, okay

[Verse 21: Ukhohliwe]

Like, Pandas be black, white, and Asian (I just need to get my jacket real quick)

But why they be lookin’ like an Oreo

A big ass triple stuffed around the corner of the edges of the cookie

[Verse 22: Josh]

Bitch I’m kidding, I wasn’t in the club at all

I was rapping, haha, you think you can top this?

Well, bitch, you can suck my dick, because I’m a horse, neigh

Imma walk my dog at the park, he’s gonna shit on the grass, whoa, watch out that’s a landmine

Oh, shit, my dog fuckin’ blew up, what the fuck

Holy shit, no- oh my god, why, why did this have to happen?

Wow, I am really sweaty, this is so fuckin’ stupid

[Verse 23: Greg]

Baby on a tricycle, baby on a tricycle

I don’t got no icicles because I am not icy doe

Baby on a tricycle, baby on a tricycle

I don’t got no icy bro- ooooh

[Verse 24: Zach & Greg]

I think I’m done now, so I would just like to say

Stream Cards by Nightly Visions, uh

Stream something by Gregory Hernandez, and

Stream, uh, Romance in Revolt, by uh, Jolene (my garage opener, my garage opener)

And, stream Dolly Parton by Joffery Hollsworth

And stream Zitro by My Cherry Crush (I got on no fur ‘cause I’m-)

[Verse 25: Ukhohliwe]

The super bowl

I’m a fuckin’ dud, bro, like most of the shit

Of my own track, is fuckin’ quiet

Like I know my shit is going to be edited in and out, like, fuckin’, bro like-

I put my dick in a bag of Doritos and made the [REDACTED] bitch suck the tip

I’m swallowing it and now I’m fucking dying (you’re joking)

Yeah, I’m choking, my gag reflex is on point though

I don’t got that Gak Gak 3000 Double Handed Shifting Gear shit, like (what the fuck are you talking about?)

I’m pulling a Zack Fox, hold up

[Verse 26: Josh, Greg, Ukhohliwe & Zach]

Oh yeah this is the last minute of the song

Do the stanky leg

*collection of noise from the mouths of four individuals*

[Verse 27: Zach]

Tumble outta bed and stumble to the kitchen

Pour myself a cup of ambition, and nununununu