start your engines

umm

it's summer time

i'm chillin with amanda bynes in a black caddy

golfin in the streets with a black caddy

playin patty-cake, it's the ratty kids,

at it again

who da man, influential like a congressman

mystery like harley quinn

a descent into madness,

with my flatulent malice

disguised in the video with a black backdrop

again with the conspiracies, just play frat rock

to get 'er booty flat popped,

it's that hot

another motherfucker with a pad and a pen

fuck cherries

i only mine these plump ruby gems

and i mind to design offense

wet tens when i rhyme suspense

light incense with these hens

tryna play and pretend

that they deserve good men

you don't fool me

 

ahhh, fuck you

 

"so tell me nebu

what's the new shit?

gotta new bitch yet?

got another girl that you hit yet?

or hit yet?

what you been doin since school's out,

tell me, man, tell me what you about"

 

alright fuck it, i'm done with playin nice with these people

a couple sins here, i'll get forgiven at the steeple

so no worries,

fuck you, you little prick,

i hated your ass but was too nice to show it

and fuck my old bitch,

hit her ass too much is what i did it

that fuckin counterfeit, shoulda played her and quit it

she was only chasin gold

like sexual quidditch

but hell

i was in it too so the fuck i'm talkin for

alright,

so game fuckin over

done spittin game over

these basic ass broads with ass,

now roll over

penetrate from back,

after she penetrate my back

with a blade but fuck

i'm faded

 

 

game's over,

start your engines