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