By yourself in the woods and you Lurkin Take your goofy a** back to the circus How you got all that makeup and you still ugly? If I see a clown, he gon' be the on running Cause I got a couple Glocks in my backpack And I'll send 'em headshots like a Snapchat I don't even care, clowns lives don't matter If a clown run up, then his brain splatter
And yo shoes and yo shirt never match, b**h Always got that same-a**, trash fit Dressing up as a clown, you a lame bro Got you looking like a mo' f**ing rainbow Got a big a** nose and some nappy hair Wanna jump out at me, I ain't even scared Next time you go clowning, you better think twice Cause if me or Afro see you, we gon end your life