[Sandy Cheeks]
Blunt on my ear so I can hear the loud
s** my Oscar Meyer, Penny Proud
The drought is over, I brought the weed
Smegma brought the lotion
I'm only 5 years old, n***a I'm rap precocious
And I'm out of potion
I ain't the one to float on life
But I'll let my semen float inside your wife
I ain't a n***a that you want to try trifle with
Get a rifle sticked to your dome so drop your knife, b**h
Smoking on my pipe, I'm getting high and fellating myself
I don't need no one else
I got the mouth of a god
Rob a n***a that think he mobbin' while he wearing a crop top
Cut a n***a at a thrift shop
With a fifty cent katana
n***a my dad is Obama, n***a my son is Osama, RIP
Snort a couple ki's, you're now rocking with a G
With a big D in the desert of the AB...Q
I am high as f** on Walter's blue
All I want's to f** your b**h and maybe you can join too
Psyche, you turned your b**h dyke
But I turned her right around
Randy Johnson on the mound
With my Big Unit in Munich
Influenced thousands of hoes
With the sh** that's in my Intuit, thousands of rolls
Benjis on Benjis but if you don't friend me on Facebook
You just became one dissed ho
Eyes low, watching anime
Bae is bumping Jesse J, I punched her in the face
She was trippin'
I ripped the bong and watched Zack and Cody at the Tipton
And jerked to Brenda Song
Your b**h left her thong here, and her pride
Got between something other than her inner thighs
But she was fine, I'm out of time
See ya later, if you enter here you'll see what's inside Sizzle's mind
Cracking f** n***a b**hes right up on side of they head
f** n***as catching a murder decla**ified like Ned
n***as wanting to k** me to claim my stacks of bread
But what they don't know is actually it's just a loaf of bread
Them n***as salty like they're Filipino Champ
While I got their mommas damp
Have them send their a** to camp, then they come back
Tell them "Son, I am your new dad"
Now shut your f**ing mouth and roll my blunt wrap
I school your a** with dumb raps
Pump action shotgun in your bu*t
Pump my cum in your momma's c*nt
Her time of month is absent
I should have just been abstinent
Nah, so I fled quick with a dead b**h in my trunk
With a wrap on my dragged trunk
Like I'm Reptar on Worldstar with some bad luck
I'm a sad punk with pink hair like a f*ggot
But at least I have bars unlike f*ggot
b**h, get back to your pageant
In the streets with my ratchets
That's my dick in her attachments
Getting high and higher, I wonder where the gra** went
Past tense
Flipping packs to all my friends
Counting duckets with no end
Getting buckets like it's Lin...sanity
Catch me lurking right behind her in her vanity
As a ghost in her canopy
[Laughs]
Wait till she gets a load of me, literally
[n***as Bleed]
Today's agenda: I'll f** someone of the same gender
Nah, f** that, I'll eat your mom's baked placenta
Met the b**h on Tinder
She told me that her name was Tilda
So I f**ed her til da break of dawn
Rode the whip down to the Cinnabon
Ordered twelve rolls, ate them sh**s on the way home
Pulled the AK out, shot a n***a in the dome
You ain't got minutes on these streets for you to f**ing rome
Knuckles in your gut, I hit the fattest blunt
Today's great, but I'm staying noided cause I want
5-0 crawling 'round my crib
Peaking through my window as I eat my cheesesticks
They can eat my f**ing dick for all I care
b**hes f** me for my money, not because of what I wear
Rubbing through my wallet while they're running through my hair
sh**, I guess it's f**ing time to hit this b**h like a snare
Thank God I'm rare
I don't hear what all you n***as say
I'm only 'bout two things: f**ing puss and getting paid
Pull your b**h by her braid when she say "no"
I say, "Why you here if you know what I came for?"
Lay low from the pa**ing police
"Hey yo, Lil Smegma, why you never pa** the weed?"
Then some other n***a tried to creep up on me
Hope and pray to God, I don't make this f** n***a bleed