I don't ***in' like this ***, ***! Ah! Tall, ugly nigga with lips bigger than Tigger Only blueprint on these bands like I don't listen to Jigger Uh, cotton-pickin' nigga, golf-wank season sicker than a block Colettin' skate shops with Wools Dillon Uh, workshop is awesome, Axe Dillon Let's pretend like I'm not makin' dollar bill withers on these ***in' stickers Um, pullin' down my zipper and she's quick to say she doesn't suck, bitch Cut the *** like Dice Booty when they scissor Uh, pink-haired missus, I'm her mister Sippin' Slurpees, grabbin' chips, now show your tits for Mr. Fuji, take a picture Uh, O.S. is poppin' like a blister, need some Listerine? Spittin' got us ballin' like we Mr. Clean's sister Uh, sick of bein' black, sippin' paint Then I ride a 10-flag, plottin' on a babysitter beef for dinner And hopefully I get her, if I don't, *** it then See, I never sip, son, pull the opposite of Smithers I'm done, bitch Until the ozone leaves and the earth is hot Lordisquad lurkin' in the parkin' lot The moon now workin' and the stars align I stay golden, y'all thought I was out my mind Lordisquad lurkin' in the parkin' lot Lordisquad lurkin' in the parkin' lot Lordisquad lurkin' in the parkin' lot Yeah, somebody told me I had a decline and a buzz Not a shocker, bro, I had the stun gun in my bum And when I drop ***, you better have a towel and a sponge And that's why, bitch, I eat a ton, buck, and a chum In Bikini Bottom, I am the biggest problem When ***'s fishy, niggas dip like they were settin' Harlem Eaters turn them into nuggets like Carmelo and Dunn We just sit and burn *** just like my ***in' anthem I'm like gold, zones are somethin' you have to stand to reach My campaign speech elect me commander-in-chief Respect to several minor appearances cause mass hysteria But I'm still incomparable, I'm like the face of America I'm the ambassador from a land made of gold I'm a ***in' centerfold, I'm somethin' to behold I can kill a hundred shows, take one for the road I'm results of puttin' persistent pressure on cold Until the ozone leaves and the earth is hot Lordisquad lurkin' in the parkin' lot The moon now workin' and the stars align I stay golden, y'all thought I was out my mind Lordisquad lurkin' in the parkin' lot Lordisquad lurkin' in the parkin' lot Lordisquad lurkin' in the parkin' lot It's a dog-eat-dog world, don't get bit, bruh A *** I am, yup, I'm a sick pup Yeah, I am slut I'm also half-ass, a racist who hates niggas Yup, I'm a mixed mutt Cream is the top bunk, green is the pillowcase Golf is the bench, sheets, hat, socks, T-shirts Trash, white sticker on that Chima-Ferg off-set And I'm real with the box and I murder with the pen It's be my boy's boy, never swervin' in the Benz I'm listenin' to Dead Sam, demos on the 10 Can I get a medium with cheese and bacon? It's Lordisquad, nigga Fuckin' Lordisquad Yeah Yeah Yo, Don Shu, whoop, nigga You know your name Sam's after you Why you runnin'? Sam is after who? You For what? What the ***? We found out you and Salem been hangin' out What say he gon' kill you? Kill me? What the *** you mean, kill me? You got a booger in your nose Wait, slow down, wait, slow down What the *** you mean he gon' kill me? I don't know, he just said he gon' kill you Not if I get to him first