Welcome to the terror the upper echelon Investing on large balls I got pussy bitches wailing like the Japanese Killer whales, humpbacks, and narwhals; I'm just trying to strangle fuckers I'm just trying to strangle these I'm trying to strangle these This the blop, you make the beat flop Breathing more cushion the seat got, so we got The beat harder than your son's balls at twelve, not To mention that we harder than Viagra a big cock I'll fuck you in the mouth I'll let you know that I'm a schizo; I be hearing So be fucking me, cause bet your ass I'm hearing it When I get done with you I sure that you're celibate (Eww) your dog, I can smack E.T And I'll you with a radiator pipe
I'm a fucking With different types of I'm running up in the Helping you tie your Cause all of you are clueless And do not know how to do I act retarded on stage and put my fingers in pusses oh oh Oh Oh
I around for money like a cam whore it to my titties, pop it off on some gay shit I fight your dad in the lots and/or Beat their fucking teeth in they raised shit You like "I never spanked my kids and I raised a piece of shit and I drop my kids off at soccer practice every Tuesday" This one's for the folks that be dead inside champion; you got no drive, player Fuckboys treat my dick like a I only with paper like a fax machine I'm on the car's hood like a mammal Ripping through the flannel burning ass on my with the camels I'm here to be an act not a model be fucking crying when I'm smashing your kid with a bottle I'm just chilling making balls everyday I'm a man, I don't need a microwave I don't need a I need a microwave I don't a microwave I don't a microwave Cause I'm heated (That's not funny)
(Uh, we real music) (We real music, we want Joji music) (Huh, huh, huh) Bro, I didn't even real and fake music existed I mean, I it's like your fault for putting that shit into categories Like, music is music; if you don't think this is music that's your fucking problem Like, who says I can't drop shit while making a culinary funny video at the same time, you Whatever man, it's your boy Pink Guy, Pink Omega; whatever the fuck you wanna call me, I don't give a Coming at you again, still doing wacky crazy shit bro, ain't nothing changed, so see you next time