Ooh, doobaga

Peter picked a peck of pickled peppers
How the fuck I pick a ho?
It's like tic-tac-toe, I keep my exes in a row
How we become enemies? I really don't know
I would say I'm sorry, but I'm not a sorry ass

Good morning ho, can I get you a water?
I like a degenerate who can regenerate
Liquor be wakin' me up with the scaries
I gotta go hibernate to get that third away
People are drivin' around with their friend
I'ma knock on his window and tell 'em their friend is fake
I find it funny you talkin' shit, 'bout to go home
He said: Don't think they're doing the very same
All of your boyfriends are cheating and
All of your girlfriends are who gon' be fuckin' them after you
Dig out a mighty bitch, hold up we
Hid in the bathroom to get him to simmer his attitude
I used to live on a cul-de-sac, but I don't like being cornered, I rather an avenue
I like a post on a pose like a platypus
Platter the pus', look what I put my palette through
Scary day when the color colored rapper throughs you golden
Like Harry, they're gonna laugh at you
Crack a few, like the comedians have to do
Rap a new, then I gotta pack and unpack the view
You got tech to do, then you was like a poo
Abracadabra from me and this cracker move
Half of you kabanos stacking is wack
Have you yappin' your crappers and fail Yabadabadoo
Penny-pushing a percentage they pay to
Is missing more money, more scenery made for you
Don't let that diamond or Devil delay you, bruh (bruh)
I'm convincin' ya (bruh)
In the facial tha?
Think you standing on business, you laid to dust
All because you make the moment to make moolah
So superior, slippin', I slay you, bruh
Bambi gets big bay rublah

I just told that chubby rapper: Hit the gym, you weigh too much (chyeah)
I just told that Christian rapper: Shut up, bitch, you pray too much (chyeah)
I just told that syllable rapper: Dork, you sayin' way too much
I just told his model girlfriend: Throw it up, she ate too much (ooh, doobaga)

Peter picked a peck of pickled peppers
How the fuck I pick a ho?
It's like tic-tac-toe, I keep my exes in a row
How we become enemies? I really don't know
I would say I'm sorry, but I'm not a sorry ass

Tic-tac-toe, I keep my exes all in line
Talk about me but I can hear it from behind
Did a number on her, but I still gave her her prime
I just made a ten do a split, is she now a five?

Ayy, you get the murder from Nina
All over the planet, I'm pushin' it right at the satellite
Thinkin' 'bout pushin', I'm off in the cushion
And me and my lady, we usin' a rag at night
Not the mineral, genitals had a fight
I'm in the middle, not little my appetite
Then I'm bustin' on through like a maga might
I got a friend like a good abba zabba bite
All of my homies are fake
And we truly got nothing in common
Except that I'm also fake
I put my kids on her face
And I leave just to let them discuss what to get me for Father's Day
She used to love me and now she my woman in
She always know that I'm a call away
Every time I wanna kill myself
I try distracting myself in the mall with a shoppin' day
Body so sensitive, she like a hair trigger
Plus a party in the back like a mullet
If I do crash the car, I might just build me a cabin with the interior's wooden
I'm tryin' to find me an older woman, but today I'm in the twenty-two like a bullet
I tried becomin' the friend of a rapper, he ended up hitting his girlfriend, I couldn't

I make a move, when I'm playin' the groove
I get them in the mood and the people, they love it
I got a new one that's coming your way in the summer
I really just gave you a nugget
Fuck it, it'll be so good to hear it
I know all the people are sick of the rubbish
I bet all the women that hear it
Are gonna be begging for the Tecca Nina to plug it
Pistol punks are pairing me with peons
I beyond predict the flow
Speaking of flow, I got the type that really rake in the dough (dough)
Re mi like as in Sam
I get the evil dead with my four
Five N9nas live, back when Token go

Peter picked a peck of pickled peppers
How the fuck I pick a ho?
It's like tic-tac-toe, I keep my exes in a row
How we become enemies? I really don't know
I would say I'm sorry, but I'm not a sorry ass

Tic-tac-toe, I keep my exes all in line
Talk about me, but I can hear it from behind
Did a number on her, but I still gave her her prime
I just made a ten do a split, is she now a five?
(Ooh, doobaga)

I just told that loser rapper: Make a friend, you have no bros
I just told that ho Canadian rapper: Pussy, go back home
I just told that 35-yr-old rapper: Don't lap at your age
I just told that label head to let that rapper out his cage
Losin' respect for the people I used look up to
Bro, don't meet your heroes, they're cornballs
I'm tryna become a girl, 'cause when you catch a girl in a lie
She convince you it's your fault
Token left both of her legs shakin' so much
They gave out at work, and she left with the floor craw
People love tellin' a joke about me
Like I won't be a legend the day that the Lord call

You get it? You not supposed to be here
If you keep actin' like it, like the shit you blow right now
You never gon' be here again, man
Figure it out, you fuckin' weirdo