Released on April 30, 2023

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[Intro]

Hit or miss, I guess they never miss, huh?

You got a boyfriend, I bet he doesn't kiss ya (Mwah!)

He gon' find another girl and he won't miss ya

He gon' skrrt and hit the dab like Wiz Khalifa

You play with them balls like it’s FIFA

You won every level, you’re the leader, ooh

You used to work at Whataburger

Now you pop your pussy for the Warner Brothers

(It's everyday bro)

Shots fired, you’re fired

You’re washed up, you’re retired

Your kitty looks like a flat tire (Eww!)

I bet that your kitty rеal tired

Goin' on you with the pick and roll

Young La Flame, hе in horso mode


[Refrain]

Hello, Ed-boys

Many doors, yes?

Too much for couch potato Ed-boys like yourselves

Yes?


[Verse 1]

Made this here with all the ice on in the booth

At the gate outside, when they pull up, they get me loose (Bawk!)

Jump Out boys, that's Nike boys, hoppin' out coupes

This shit way too big, when we pull up, give me the loot (Trogdor!)

Was off the Remy, had a Papoose

Had to hit my old town to (*quack*) the news

Two-four hour lockdown, we made no moves

Now it's 4 AM and I'm back up poppin' with the crew

I just landed in, Chase B mixes pop like Jamba Juice

Different colored chains, think my jeweler really sellin' fruits

And they chokin', man, know the ---- wish it was a noose


[Refrain]

Some-some-some-someone said

To win the retreat, we all in too deep

Play-play-playin' for keeps, don't play us for weak (Someone said)

To win the retreat, we all in too deep

Play-play-playin' for keeps, don't play us for weak

(Aah!)

[Verse 2}

This shit way too formal, y'all know I don't follow suit

Stacy's mom, most of these girls ain't got a clue (Idiot)

All of these hoes I made off records I produced

I might take all my exes and put 'em all in a group

Hit my eses, I need the bootch

'Bout to turn this function to Bonnaroo

Told her, "Hop in, you comin' too"

Mr. 305, bitches treat me like I'm Uncle Luke

(Don't stop, fuck me Jerry!)

Had to slop the top off, it's just a roof, uh

She said, "Where we goin'?" I said, "The moon"

We ain't even make it to the room

She thought it was the ocean, it's just the pool

Now I got her open, it's just the Goose

Who put this shit together? I'm the glue

(Someone said)

Shorty FaceTimed me out the belt

(Someone said)

Play-playin' for keeps

(Someone said, mother****, someone said)

Don't play us for weak


[Refrain]

Yah!

Asshole

Yuh

Wet

Look


[Verse 3]

Ayy, he's in love with high school

Back in, back in, back in, back in, jerk him with my dicks

Now I hit that orgy sex with Jesus Christ booty

I did Jesus Christ, now I'm poundin' on Xan

Had me out like a light, ayy, yeah

Like a light, ayy, yeah

Like a light, ayy, yeah

Like a light, ayy, yeah

Fortnite

767, man, this shit got seven man

Shit, I still got dick to settle

Man, I smashed Jesus Christ

Jesus, the cock

Cut the Christ, Jimmy's is Christ

Jimmy think I'm straight

I'm straight

That booty nice, booty lookin' rice

Jesus rice, dicks over Christ

That's what smashed on the block with my pipe

Lost my rice-spect, that booty, booty, booty, booty wet

I suck cocks on sight

Suck the cock

Suck the cock, Jimmy


[Verse 4]

See the cock that I took, that had me shook

Jerk on his Jesus, I be on the Christ

Milly rice 'til I'm dizzy (eh, yeah)

Like where is he? (My mom)

No one seen him (ah, yeah)

I'm tryna skeet 'em

He's in love with Jimmy

Back in high school, I used suck wet condoms

Back in high school, I used to orgy seven men

Now I hit that pipe

Do the Mario!


[Chorus]

Swing your arms from side to side

Come on, it's time to go

Do the Mario!

Take one step, and then again

Let's do the Mario

All together now!

Swing your arms from side to side

Come on, it's time to go

Do the Mario!

Take one step, and then again

Just like that!


[Outro]

Phil’s from the 'Sco, Jack’s from the P.I

Horatio or Horat, so big-eyed!

Tito Dick, “Dickman”, baby!

He raised Phil and loves the ladies

Jack’s cool, he's lazy, he’s still learnin’

Otherwise Cherry Pie, he's still a virgin

Chita, meet the freak of the week-ah!

Phil’s homegirl, God, Jack wanna keep her

But it’s not happenin’, neither! (No!)

Shakin’ like a seizure, hold up, let me spark this, take a breather

Breathe that reefer in my lungs

I got grapes, what you watchin’, son?

It’s the Nutshack!

It’s the Nutshack!

Koopas!