[Verse 1: Luger Frampton]

(Fucking paid for this house!)

Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ayyy

Operation Complicated: Like Limnex

[?] fit end up on Pintrest

Bitch don't text me, you not in my interest

My homie assembles a sex

That's why I'm tryna cut this weirdo off

Nigga you weird, hop off the jah, yeah

I been fucking bitches, one more time

She said it was so small, oh my god

Brack the jeans, back the knees, just movin' ahead

Change them boxers, is what he said

Change them boxers, is what he said

I been getting worked up over bullshit

I been going worked up over nothingness

My fit determines my happiness

Tryna get a shitty watch on my wrist

Instead of logos it's gonna do its thing

But the doors on my back

You know we trap and we fall in the spring

[Verse 2: FatalLens & Luger Frampton]

Sucking on my dick bitch, give me brain

Praying to the lord, it's all in vain

Bills on the counter, make it rain

Dick so small it's just a vein

Like Pickle Rick, nigga I'm in pain

Goonin' to the hub like I'm insane

Why you mumblin' baby, what you saying?

Make you scream loud like you Super Saiyan (like you Super Saiyan)

This is a certified CM8P classic