[Intro]

Yo, I'm gonna throw up

I got 5 on it

I got 5 on it too, my nigga

You smoking, my nigga?

Nah, I ain't smoking

Come on, nigga, just hit the fucking—

Nah, you know I don't smoke

This nigga never want to smoke, my nigga

I'm high off life, nigga

Straight edge ass nigga

I'm good man

If you ain't gonna fuckin' smoke nigga, then just rap for us, nigga

A'ight nigga, I got this

Yo, yo, look

[Verse]

I'm Tyler, Mr. Green Hat

Pro-abortion, anti-clean rap

Fuck your blog opinion and your feedback

My self-respect I leave that, in the lost and found

Where the black girls get their weaves back

Awesome I achieve that mini, blasting "You're a jerk"

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a flaming faggot

Bouncing 'round the house trying to find an easy way to rape Minnie

Bet you thirty dollars you find hеr like Cartman found Kenny, dead

I likе my girls smart, skinny

Kinda pop tart, when I bite into them red

I'm flying on a beaver, you're a disbeliever

So don't ask for no mothafuckin' ride when you see us

Swim right past you, the shit-list said that I'm nutty such a cashew

'Cause I jack off with dish soap and smell gas fumes

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

The shit, you can mention me if anybody ask you

Kill the jungle, let the cats loose

You didn't see me here if someone ask you