[Verse 1] What up? These girls all call me puffy Cause they think Im super swell Im Bugs Bunny, youre Doug Funny Other words, Im a legend and youre boring as hell Im abhorring as well, just in case you cant tell I give this place color like outpouring pastels I could go fast as I want, Im just being slow here Like a boring gazelle Time to reheat a little and pick up the beat a little Im a fruit bat eating a KitKat But you couldnt sugarcoat a Skittle Im stemming a bit thats even more wickwack Then decorating your house with Vanilla Ice knickknacks This is bound to be a sick track, my name on a coin You couldnt get minted if you chugged a tin of TicTacs Youre a mismatch, and Im the Joe DiMaggio of rap Nuttier than pistachio, and Ill always save the princess Im Mario without the mustachio These girls watch me spit and theyre like, Man, hes flashy, whoa If anything Im trashy, yo But as far as savvy goes, youre not a ten Not Tennessee, youre from Tallahassee, no It aint Halloween, ladies, but my rap is pretty spooky You think youre on my level? Youre kooky Im in the top five rappers alive and dude, youre dookie But youre not the best Green Day album, youre a basket case Spraying acid in your face, flaccid sack of grapes is all youre leaving em Im literally cleaving em, Ive got them hawking but Im not Stephen, him? Hes nowhere near as metaphorically well puttogether as me She thinks my tractors sexy, and man, youre not Kenny Chesney If anything youre McCormick, I guess you can say Ive got the genre mastered But youre gonna die tonight and leave em screaming, You bastard!
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