Little Danny Rahrig - Wilcoxson Rock lyrics

[Verse 1] Get your motherf**in' hands off my "Krispie Kreme's" I'm an eight year old with a baker's dozen, that's thirteen (All me) Swag so mean. I got the short shorts with the thigh That reaches down to my socks, which are pulled up knee high Wicked fly style, I got the Boca B.U.M equipment And the kind of unibrow that really takes some commitment I roll up to the school, my mom made it happen b**hes see my Sketchers lighting up as I tap em On the pavement, making waves and I ain't even through the front door Packed my Batman lunchbox. What the f** I need school lunch for? Got a sandwich, got some Cheeto's, got some basil for my red-eye Got Capri-Sun: Mountain Cooler, hella cool for when my lips dry Walk into my homeroom. Randall calls me fat and gay I told him to "Shut up!" Handled it the G way Teacher takes attendance but she don't gotta call my name Cause she already know that Danny don't miss a f**ing day [Hook] This that Wilcoxson Rock sh** Young brain idled by the toxins I'm yelling so they yelling "No talking" Ms. Buchanan yelling "No Talking" Lights out in the lunch room when we lights when we walk in [Interlude] "No talking! The lights are turned off. That means no talking. Just eat your lunch!" (Ugh, listen to this b**h. Meh meh meh meh meh) [Verse 2] Chillin' at my desk with some textbooks and some snack sh** English journals read like the memoirs of a fat kid Just got back from lunch. Ms. Buchanan was c*nt She told me "No talking!" and then confiscated my blunt (what?) The worst part? I couldn't finish eating So I bust out the Gushers when it's time for silent reading The juice bust out of the Gusher and landed in my beard hair It was cherry so it looked like I was bleeding, got the teach scared Sent me to the nurse which I was more than fine with She's a 60 year old lady with surprisingly fine tits Went to clean the blood up but then realized it was juice So we just started making out. Now there's cherry on her poose That's just how I do, third grader with a beard Munching boxes of lots of women all well beyond his years Out in time for recess but my breath still smell like snatch So I pop a Luden's cough drop before I go play freeze tag (You're it) [Hook] Woah I'm feeling that cough drop, son Luden's got me leaning like a motherf**er, kid sh**'s all wavy Moving slow [Hook]