[Intro: Freaky]
(THIS IS A CERTIFIED HOOD CLASSIC)
Aye, aye, aye
Adios mio
Aye, aye, aye
Adios mio
Adios mio
Adios mio
[Verse 1: Freaky]
I might vote for Donald Trump
Just to say I did it
I might blindly fall into a group of friends full of bigots (REAL TRAP sh*t)
Y'all don't know my aiming
I got a vision like That's So Raven (damn)
Gangstas don't die they get fat and move to Miami
I and he throw it my way INT, everything straight like I and T's
In the back of the Bell burning my degree (LLAMA)
At Uni Mart yelling, "f** Bernie"
Up early
Cup dirty, couple thirties
Boy wait, that's right
Mixed with the lean so purrty
sh**, my tolerance is no mercy (damn)
I just popped 20 xan's
So the crackers wouldn't find them
Back up to the wall though
Drugs like "Where's Waldo?"
Wrote it down, Gonzo knows
See I chanchó mano a mano
Damn bro, de plano (aye, aye, aye)
Ferragamo llama sittin' on chanclas
Deuce feed a Fanta or Mylanta (DAMN SON WHERE'D YOU FIND THIS?)
I just might vote for Donald Trump just cause it's legal (adios mio)
[Instrumental Break: Donald Trump and JPEGMAFIA]
"-[?]-" (yeah, yo)
"-we are going to make our country better than ever before, we have that chance!"
(yeah, uh, yeah)
[Verse 2: JPEGMAFIA]
I might vote for Donald Trump
Just to say I did it (damn, Peggy)
I might call the IRS
Pay them a visit (damn, Peggy)
Feed all my n***as with pistols and privilege them digits (adios mios, Peggy)
Then I tell that n***a Chris Christie to pay me a visit
I brought the guns to the house (wow)
I got my feet on the couch (damn)
I don't think y'all understand
But I'm tryna bring back the south (DAMN SON)
I've been the man for a year (what else?)
You've been a b**h all your life (what happened?)
I got my hand on the crown, yeah
Voted for that n***a twice (two times)
Braindead on my birthday
I voted for that n***a high (high)
f** a Jordan and a Huckabee (f** 'em)
I never wanted the mic (yo)
I never wanted this life (yo)
I got a hit for your sight (I do)
My n***as been rollin the dice and now I'm
Shanking these crackers for ice (SHANK 'EM UP!)
I think that I'm over Edge, Spear in a christian
Got all these Lita's, they giving me head
f** what you said
f** out my bed
I'm rolling, I'm rolling
I think they got me on my meds
Got a b**h that give that Nancy Reagan head
Carter that era, she was humping my leg
Bush era, she be close to the dead
Trump Era, I be k**ing the feds
(REAL TRAP sh*t)