Yo, um
F*ck you's a bitch and your mama's a hoe
We been knew you be stupid but damn shorty who knew
You out here thinkin' you hot but we all know the truth
Truth, we know
Boozer, ain't nothin' but a clown act
Cause your name f*cked up, grew up in a sewer pipe
Chasin' rats for lunch money, still ain't no bitches wanna touch you
Not for no dinner, yuck
You claim you f*ck farm animals but we know you just teasin
Probably cause you want a hot snake, think it's not a wiener
Dog turned chicken and gettin' me straight up, you my lil' bitch
Bitch, bark, bark
You present like gas and your teeth look like mold
Guns more gray than the concrete, hoe, you look old
Bet you suck, start shotguns just to feel somethin
Sad, washed, yuck, mouth
Your trailer's filthier than a public porta-potty
Got more roses than a 7-Eleven, I see why you always mad
Probably get no affection, not ever from your pappy
Shitter, bugs, aw, poor baby
You probably f*ck sheep out in the backwoods hills
You call home after dark when the moon's shinin
You grip on they ass alone, we know you and there's some nasty shit up front
Boozer, Frankie
Your mama shoulda swallowed you like the nut
She love the bust, now look at you, something from retard
We can't even trust, tried to stick to me once
And got shut down quicker than Trump University
Hello, the bust, loser, loser
We seen the screens on your single
Why when we pass through Polly, Benny
Your hand took Milhouse like it do somethin' for you
Your breath smell like moustache mixed with diesel and cornbread
Ew, ew, ew, nasty
Your grandma ridin' in a sewage-backed-up toilet
Teeth like corn on the cob, left in the mud too long
Better hoo-ha, be lookin' like Arby's after you done
Black City, oh, argh
So in summary, bumf*ck, use a bitch and ask facts
Stick to f*ckin' piglets, alone in your shack
When you're whacked, not bouncin' on my missus before these hands do you bad
Bounce, bitch, take it back, rock
One more thing, your mama's a hoe when I smack your ass raw
Lift that bootyhole, f*ck it up, and I hound those jowls
Peace out, sucka, consider yourself fully dissed
Real speed flaps, slobber, and red scrub
Alright, that's a wrap, y'all
And I look perfect and fully barked
Shout-out to all my real ones, y'all know who rocked shit
This is Gokeebo, signing off
For me, I'm outside, how about up
How about up
How about up
How about up