Here we go, here we go
Hear that shit
Where do I come in?
You got it
Yeah, I'm the life of the party
If she act up, call her a B like Cardi
Pardon my Too $hort, sorry not sorry
Meet a group of women, F1 like Ferrari
I'm dumb like Charlie, Frank, I'm a menace
It's always sunny, narcissist like Dennis
Down her esophagus like dentist
Cause even lesbians love penis
Not from Finland but he always finish
Radio used to break records before Guinness
And I stay with a boxcutter
If you thinking Ras a square
No, I'm not, muthafucka
Sucka MCs, ran out of whiskey
So I ordered the Jim B- (Shut the fuck up)
Inner voice, I ain't got no filter
Pregnant girls need love too, let a nigga milk ya
Smash dimes but three 3s make a nine
Don't hide it, divide it, baby
Don't be shy, I tell her
Be bold, don't fold, don't quit, you the shit
Be bold, don't fold, don't quit, you the shit
Do that shit, do that shit, do it
Do that shit, do that shit, do it
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