[Intro: Josh, Zach, Greg, & Ukhohliwe]
Brrrraaah
Yo, this is the first time I've heard this beat
I'm in the car
I know what the fuck you're doing, what the fuck are you doing (yeah)
I'm hanging with my friends, today
But it's really hot in here
I'm pretty sure it's not as bad as this Canadian dude you wanna diss out
But y'know me, just kidding you don't know me at fuckin' all, let's get this money I guess
Lemme see if I can say what I got

[Verse 1: Ukhohliwe]
Hows it you cook bacon and bake a cookie
You a squirrel? ‘Cause your dumbass cheeks lookin’ sandy
Is it called sand ‘cause it’s between the sea and land?
Your mom hits harder than you, and she’s only using the back of her hand
Hey, Jessica, chicken didn’t come from the sea
It came from the other side of the street
From Chinese, Japanese, Filipino, possibly KFC
Fuck this topic, focus on the beat (come down bro)
Your voice is kinda scratchy
I think you need some fuckin’ lubrication can you even handle though?
I don’t even know, I can’t even read my own fuckin’ handwriting

[Verse 2: Josh]
Why the fuck you lookin’ stupid with that haircut, man
You’d look fuckin’ better if you’re bald, I don’t know
Shit, you- what I’m trying to say is that you look stupid
But um, yeah um, I suggest you probably get it a haircut because, I-I don’t know
That just doesn’t suite you at all, the fuckin’ hairstyle
Y’know like it’s 2020, I get it, do whatever you want
Oh, shit is that your girl right there?
Yo back that ass up, baby back that ass up
Show me what you’re workin’ with
Yo, I don’t give a fuck if your man is in the club
Man, I pull up with my gun, I’m just kidding
My gun is in the shop ‘cause it’s broken
I don’t know what I’m saying, I’m just trying to sound cool, yuh yuh
I’m just hanging with my bros, yuh yuh
Try to fuck with me, yuh yuh yuh, yuh, second-

[Verse 3: Zach]
I deserved a hundred, Mrs. McQue
Kill yourself, you’re a jew
So anyway, Hitler, um (speaking of jews)
So Hitler, he was- he was a pretty cool dude, don’t get me wrong
Um, and he did a lot for-

[Verse 4: Greg]
It’s chill I just waved, and he gave me a weird look like my names Dave
But it’s not bitch, no it’s not, no it’s not bitch
No it’s not bitch, no it’s not, no it’s not bitch
Bacon, eggs, a little bit of grease
In my house with socks on my feet
And I’m eating that meat, and I’m beating that meat
‘Cause it’s nothing else to do in the sheets, but ah ah
I wish I wasn’t alone, like Sylvester Stallone

[Verse 5: Greg & Josh]
And the guns go
*Lots of rambling*

[Verse 6: Josh]
Sike, bitch, I didn’t really die
I am still alive, I did not get shot with a gun, yeah
You got pranked, son, you fuckin’ bitch
You- you’re fuckin’ stupid, fuckin’ dumbass
Like- the fuck are you- this is- this going way too fuckin’ long
What the fuck am I supposed to say, Jesus, um okay y’know what

[Verse 7: Greg]
Ain’t nobody got soul on this bitch
So I’m finna start singing and shit
In a bit, I just took a shit like OooOooOOo
Baby boy just took a shit, oooOooOOOOo
On the toilet, making uh uh ooh ohh ooh

[Verse 8: Ukhohliwe]
Curtain, jealousy, Prince, star, ramen
Too many A’s on this bitch, be like
Piano, guitar, ukulele, clothes, bear, dog, french toast
Boyz II Men, beer, Japanese writing, ramen, Beatles
Nah, I’m a sinner, I be cooking dinner
Call me Lucifer, I be cooking shi- shit, uhhhhhh
TV, skeleton, ball, piano, red-
No, stop recording, bruh (No, I’m on the- I'm talking to Greg right now)
It’s still a form of recording

[Verse 9: Zach]
I just went to Starbucks
Then I got ten bucks
And then I went to Bucc’s
And got myself new pants
Okay, honestly, this beat is really good
Um, and it’s kind of a shame that we’re using it for a “meme” song

[Verse 10: Josh]
Three, two, one
That’s a man, that’s a cup, that’s a lamp
That’s a bag, that’s a bottle of blood
And that’s a kendama man
Yeah, this is a charger for, uh, vape juice batteries
This is a remote, this is a napkin, this is a bedsheet
And that’s a man again, and this is a computer screen
This is a laptop, this is a closet, this is a keyboard
This is my speaker, those two are my um- my lenses
For my, uh, D3400, my Nikon, this is my MIDI controller
But anyways, back to the beat

[Verse 11: Zach]
I. do. not. enjoy. DominoOOoOooOOs
I don’t like dominos, because they are on the nose
They don’t make very good pizza, but
Papa Johns does, Papa Johns and Pizza Hut are the best pizza places (yeah)

[Verse 12: Greg]
This beat go hard
Like a Pokémon card
With 200 HP and a special move
I’m gonna kill everybody at my [REDACTED]
Not literally, if we played Pokémon together then I would beat them that’s what I meant
Please don’t call the government
Because I don’t wanna go to jail

[Verse 13: Ukhohliwe]
I got fuckin’ used
Like, and, shit, like, Emmanuel over here
Talkin’ shit about this diss track, ‘cause it is shit
Like, and then Greg is on the phone
He’s gonna be dropping a few beats somewhere
Ah, fuckin’ hell
Light, speaker, blood, bleacher
Kendama, water, uh, sheet, blanket
Toes, sand, I don’t know what I’m saying
But, yeah, what about you man, like, fuck
I don’t even know what to say
‘Cause like what I just said was like, a fat ass ramble

[Verse 14: Greg]
Tell me what’s the game, bro
Whatchu tryna play, though
Persona 5 though, that games kinda wack, yo
What the hell, bro?
Why you playin’ that game about anime bitches
Bro, they got tiny titties and they ain’t even cute, bro
Buncha men, that’s what I like
A buncha men, bro, two boys, two boys
Boyz ll Men, bro

[Verse 15: Zach]
Cocaine, coke, and blow
This white powdery and illegal substance
Is one of the most iconic and yet dangerous party drugs and stimulants to be used in the past and today
Cocoon- ceh, cuh, co-, period
Cocaine is commonly snorted, however
It can also be smoked in the form of crack

[Verse 16: Josh]
Why am I so angry at the world, well honestly
Now that I got your attention, this whole point was that this song was just gonna be a diss track, um, eh
I don’t- I don’t really know, because like, fifteen minutes can be a really long fuckin’ time
Unless it’s like a collective effort, like Odd Future, and- it’s- it’s, uh
But we’re not Odd Future, if anything, like, this is an odd future that we’re living in right fuckin’ now, y’know what I’m saying
But, we’re gonna probably die, in like the next few years, who’s to even say anymore, we’re not really taking care of ourselves, um
Ah, shit, holy fuck, who brought the sprinkler inside my house, what the hell
Wh- hey, who the fuck brought the sprinkler, dude
What the fuck, ah it’s getting all over my room
No, my posters, oh god, no, not my- not my books, oh goodness
Oh my god, no, not his napkin, he was writing lyrics on that napkin
Uh, this is getting- so overboard at this point, I’m fuckin’ sweating, I’m genuinely sweating

[Verse 17: Ukhohliwe &. Josh]
Aye, aye, aye, aye, I just hit the nine minute mark
Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat
This is six more minutes, like fuckin’ Bohemian Rhapsody shit on another level (they actually had lyrics written for that, this is nothing)
I’m just like, done, like, (you just gave up, like)
No, ‘cause like the hi-hat is actually giving me a fuckin’ headache (are you serious? I’m sorry, bro)
Yeeahhh
No, like, I’m tryna like, think of something and all I hear is *horse*
And I’m only thinking about like the, NEEEEIIIGH (that works)
Like, Niiii[REDACTED]
Fuck man, fuckin’ crazy, like

[Verse 18: Greg]
Walkin’ down the street and I see my buddy boy
His name is, Roy, ooh he’s got a, he’s-
He’s got a couple socks on, yeah
Walkin’, Joaquin, Phoenix, ooh
Joker was a pretty good movie bro
Why does nobody talk about it anymore
There’s a van, coming down the street
It’s kinda, creepy doe, and I hope they don’t stop to ask me what I’m doing ‘cause I really don’t wanna explain
Like, yuh

[Verse 19: Zach]
Um, it makes me cry every time I read it, right?
So, are you ready, aye, aye, aye
Who am I? Someone that's afraid to let go, uh
You decide if you're ever gonna let me know (Yeah)
Suicide if you ever try to let go, uh
I'm sad, I know, yeah, I'm sad, I know, yeah
Who am I? Someone that's afraid to let go, uh
You decide if are ever going to let me know, yeah
Suicide if you ever try to let go, uh
I’m sad, uh, I-

[Verse 20: Josh]
Walkin’ in the club with my friends
Getting drinks, partying until the end
Or at least until the bar closes, I don’t know until we get kicked out by the bouncer
“Hey, whatcha doin’ bitch?”
“I’m sittin’ here”
“No, you cannot sit there”
“This is the VIP section, you don’t work here, bitch”
Oh, shit, you do? Yeah, it says your name on the name tag, I’m sorry, yeah, uh- ooh-, ooh- I can- I can-
I can leave- I can leave right now actually, sorry
Um, my bad man, my bad
Yeah, I’m s-, yeah y’know, well can I at least get my jacket, it’s still on the table, okay

[Verse 21: Ukhohliwe]
Like, Pandas be black, white, and Asian (I just need to get my jacket real quick)
But why they be lookin’ like an Oreo
A big ass triple stuffed around the corner of the edges of the cookie

[Verse 22: Josh]
Bitch I’m kidding, I wasn’t in the club at all
I was rapping, haha, you think you can top this?
Well, bitch, you can suck my dick, because I’m a horse, neigh
Imma walk my dog at the park, he’s gonna shit on the grass, whoa, watch out that’s a landmine
Oh, shit, my dog fuckin’ blew up, what the fuck
Holy shit, no- oh my god, why, why did this have to happen?
Wow, I am really sweaty, this is so fuckin’ stupid

[Verse 23: Greg]
Baby on a tricycle, baby on a tricycle
I don’t got no icicles because I am not icy doe
Baby on a tricycle, baby on a tricycle
I don’t got no icy bro- ooooh

[Verse 24: Zach & Greg]
I think I’m done now, so I would just like to say
Stream Cards by Nightly Visions, uh
Stream something by Gregory Hernandez, and
Stream, uh, Romance in Revolt, by uh, Jolene (my garage opener, my garage opener)
And, stream Dolly Parton by Joffery Hollsworth
And stream Zitro by My Cherry Crush (I got on no fur ‘cause I’m-)

[Verse 25: Ukhohliwe]
The super bowl
I’m a fuckin’ dud, bro, like most of the shit
Of my own track, is fuckin’ quiet
Like I know my shit is going to be edited in and out, like, fuckin’, bro like-
I put my dick in a bag of Doritos and made the [REDACTED] bitch suck the tip
I’m swallowing it and now I’m fucking dying (you’re joking)
Yeah, I’m choking, my gag reflex is on point though
I don’t got that Gak Gak 3000 Double Handed Shifting Gear shit, like (what the fuck are you talking about?)
I’m pulling a Zack Fox, hold up

[Verse 26: Josh, Greg, Ukhohliwe & Zach]
Oh yeah this is the last minute of the song
Do the stanky leg
*collection of noise from the mouths of four individuals*

[Verse 27: Zach]
Tumble outta bed and stumble to the kitchen
Pour myself a cup of ambition, and nununununu