[Intro: September Savior & dgkdz]

Bum, bum, bum, bum, bum

Yeah, [?], bro

Buh-duh, bum, bum, bum

Duh, duh-duh, duh-duh, yeah, show 'em how to do it

She sucked my dick, she sucked my dick, she sucked my dick

She sucked my fuckin' tip

She sucked my dick

Duh, duh-duh, duh

Uh, I'm finna eat her ass

You're gonna eat her huh?

I'm fuckin' mad, bitch, go get the [?], hahaha

Bitch, go get my muhfuckin' cigarette, bitch, hahaha

[?] fuckin' ciggies

Uh, ayy

[Verse 1: September Savior & dgkdz]

If we speakin' 'bout excellence, I'm the epitome

Choppa get loaded, it sing like a symphony

Y'all can get hit with the fuckin' artillery

Don't give a fuck 'bout a name in the industry

I got a couple white hoes in my pimp degree

That's Hillary, Tiffany

Had to get sent to the guillotine

[?] out and then fuck in the [?]

She like the Molly, off the rock, no PnB

She like the dance moves, walk like Billie Jean

Went to her crib and I nut on the TV screen

Just like a porno, put it on DVD

This not DiGiorno, this a delivery

I'm switchin' lanes, no, not literally

I just want a bomb ho, runnin' like little league

She called my phone, what happened to chivalry?

[?] to Italy

[?] a thottie, remember it vividly

Me and DG run a train, Human Centipede

Couldn't get hard, it felt like a century

I'll paint a picture so you have some imagery

Ugh, fuck it, I don't have the energy

Too many Xans, think it fucked up my memory

Class in session, welcome to the assembly

Pop quiz, why the fuck y'all be testin' me?

Big Glock, 'bout to fuck up my enemies

She sucked the skin off [?] vasectomy

I'm cookin' up like a chef with the recipe

I'm countin' green [?] guap, that's celery

I got three bitches that would take a [?] for me

I like 'em chocolate, Willy Wonka factory

She sucked me up under orchards of apple trees

Roll a blunt, leave the place like a [?]

White girl, and I ain't talkin' 'bout Ashley

I'm him, ain't no wonder they mad at me

Two for [?] that [?]

[Verse 2: dgkdz]

Bitch, I been flippin' these packs

Lil shorty hit my jack

I told her, "30 a sack"

She skippin' to class, I blow out her back

Back in like eighth grade, I had to call my sis up, "Can you get me some Blacks?"

Back in like sixth grade, I had to fill my zip up, wit' a zip of the gas

I was drinkin' Four Lokos till I got hiccups, and that shit was wack

Nut while that white bitch just suck my dick up, put you in the past

Run up on you off a Perc wit' a 30

Just popped a E and that bitch got me sturdy

Call up Columbus, that bitch got a turkey

And her pussy clean, it's pinker than Kirby

Drippin' so clean, it make her get dirty

Drip too cold, turn ice, no Flurries

I got no worries, you bitches scurry

Bitch, you better listen when I speak, like Siri

I pop a Xan, put you in the tomb, ayy, so do not be lurkin', uh

That's Lightning McQueen, that shit like zoom, uh, that's how we be skirtin', uh

[Verse 3: BBY KEO]

Uh, [?], uh, nigga, that's how I be skirtin'

[?] that bitch in the back, too perfect

Yo' bitch is my bitch, tell that ho, "Stop flirtin'"

And these niggas be pussy, I put that on [?]

You ain't [?] on shit, you a [?]

Yo' bitch slidin' on dick, she on this ride

Think he smart, so I'm pullin' his SIM card

And these niggas be lame as hell

Call my brother 'cause he's super slimy, no snail

Nigga play with my brothers, I'm givin' him hell

I be hittin' yo' ho, I'm like, "How could you tell?" Yeah

I'ma wet her

She be gawkin' the dick till her neck hurt

Bitch, I do what I want, fuck a lecture

Five stars when I run from the cops, call up Lester

I was born for this shit, I love to fucking rage

I was fuckin' her face

You ain't on shit, you a fuckin' disgrace

Bitch, you ain't talkin' cash, get the fuck out my face

Lil' bitch, yeah, I'm too muhfuckin' honest

'Cause honestly, I'on give a fuck 'bout your money

You funny, stick in the whip, might run it

Said I want the neck, lil' bitch, like up it

Fuck it, yeah, that's a big bag

We send BB's, lil' bitch, better get back

Smack that boy in his face with these big racks

Put my dick in yo' bitch, she gon' handle a big sack

I be smokin' on gas, don't pass that

Pussy nigga a simp, you a asshat

Beat yo' bitch from the back 'cause her ass fat

Hit her hard, watch that booty deflate, now her ass flat

[?] just blocked my number

Bad little bitch sucked me out of my slumber

Call up Jack 'cause I heard she want lumber

I'm destroying the pussy, bitch, I did a number

I be robbin', no Cat in the Hat

If I ride with [?], bitch, the MAC in the back

With the Glizzy attached, I ain't textin' her back

Can't fuck with these hoes, these hoes be fat

Shawty said she love my dance moves, yeah, the way that I shake it

Bad bitch on me and I think she Jamaican

With that booty for breakfast with eggs and the bacon

Back in the day, bitch, I was bustin' on hoes in the back of the playground

And you better stop talkin' that shit 'fore September the Savior pull up wit' 'em K rounds

Ayy, you better go talk to yo' bitch, ask her why she just walked wit' a limp, better lay down

And yo' bitch on this muhfuckin' dick, she gon' suck on it, *slurp*, now my dick finna break down