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!