I ain't with the posters or the portraits Post-mortem pick up when we plop em in the forest Forrest Gump got the Glock. Bust off your door hinge We eating up your food like Goldilocks with the porridge Them three bears. Them Berenstains Head spinning like turbines Or heads of them thots when they s** off like Kirby Rebel Abu Dhabi. So bomb like kamikaze I pull up to your crib with your mama and your shawty like IGH! Chance are you didn't see that coming These hoes star follow like the tail of a comet Roll up on your like a server from Sonic You need you some dick, here is mine just hop on it Hold up Now good girls, I've seen plenty But can't none of them add up to my Peanut bu*ter Emmy Now you know she a goddess and shh I am god What's my first name dawg? It ain't Rebel it is demi Hold up!