I used to have two girlfriends,
now I got none.
Cause my number two girl
found out about one.
Two girl friends,
now I got none.
Cause my number two girl
found out about
Yeah, Yeah, I'm back again.
Throw a hashtag in front of the trend.
Huffing and Puffing so let me in,
I just need a little bit of medicine.
Oh no, strap on my sneakers.
you don't need to play,
watch from the bleachers.
Ice so shiny, it gives you seizures.
Clutch that ball, I will beat cha'.
I'm sorry, I gotta do this here,
but you hang with d***s,
like a pubic hair.
With an icy stare,
got it worse than my deuce.
Got me rock hard,
shootin' off 'zooka.
Yeah, Yeah, I said it to.
This is like no edit; undo.
What the f*** did I get myself into?
(Wish I knew)
[Chorus]
It ain't over till' the fat lady sings,
and Adele ain't on this track.
Did I say that? Oh yeah, I must've.
Black and Yellow,
Bourbon Mustard.
Not even just a little bit flustered,
write it all down on the way to the bus stop.
Looking at a girl with a Skrillex haircut,
thinking to myself "Oh my god, it's America!"
Haha, this is blasphemy.
Get away with it,
like Casey Anthony.
Mixed in chemicals,
this is alchemy.
Drunk as f***,
hold a kid off the balcony.
Zombie Killer.
Manilla envelope,
being dragged in the middle.
Girlfriend sitter,
I'm a high s***e s******.
What?
[Chorus]
I said I'm back,
Lindsay Lohan.
Watch me ride this track;
no hands.
Cause' I've been on the bike.
Been around the block,
like every other night.
Yeah, till' the sun burns out.
Zombie style,
Words out our mouth.
Dead,
and I'll leave em' squirming.
No protection,
Rick Santorum.
Haha, d*** near wrecked em'.
Every time that I rhyme on the kick drum,
You'll be, bleeding out your eardrum.
Like "g****** I couldn't even hear them,
Coming."
Yeah, we hut the ground running.
g****** now ain't that something.
I used to have two girls,
now I got nothing.
[Chorus x2]
now I got none.
Cause my number two girl
found out about one.
Two girl friends,
now I got none.
Cause my number two girl
found out about
Yeah, Yeah, I'm back again.
Throw a hashtag in front of the trend.
Huffing and Puffing so let me in,
I just need a little bit of medicine.
Oh no, strap on my sneakers.
you don't need to play,
watch from the bleachers.
Ice so shiny, it gives you seizures.
Clutch that ball, I will beat cha'.
I'm sorry, I gotta do this here,
but you hang with d***s,
like a pubic hair.
With an icy stare,
got it worse than my deuce.
Got me rock hard,
shootin' off 'zooka.
Yeah, Yeah, I said it to.
This is like no edit; undo.
What the f*** did I get myself into?
(Wish I knew)
[Chorus]
It ain't over till' the fat lady sings,
and Adele ain't on this track.
Did I say that? Oh yeah, I must've.
Black and Yellow,
Bourbon Mustard.
Not even just a little bit flustered,
write it all down on the way to the bus stop.
Looking at a girl with a Skrillex haircut,
thinking to myself "Oh my god, it's America!"
Haha, this is blasphemy.
Get away with it,
like Casey Anthony.
Mixed in chemicals,
this is alchemy.
Drunk as f***,
hold a kid off the balcony.
Zombie Killer.
Manilla envelope,
being dragged in the middle.
Girlfriend sitter,
I'm a high s***e s******.
What?
[Chorus]
I said I'm back,
Lindsay Lohan.
Watch me ride this track;
no hands.
Cause' I've been on the bike.
Been around the block,
like every other night.
Yeah, till' the sun burns out.
Zombie style,
Words out our mouth.
Dead,
and I'll leave em' squirming.
No protection,
Rick Santorum.
Haha, d*** near wrecked em'.
Every time that I rhyme on the kick drum,
You'll be, bleeding out your eardrum.
Like "g****** I couldn't even hear them,
Coming."
Yeah, we hut the ground running.
g****** now ain't that something.
I used to have two girls,
now I got nothing.
[Chorus x2]