(lyrics) Dickheads really don't know anything, they just yapping yapping Why you trynna fuck with me when all I do is fapping fapping Pull up to a function I just want their fucking cheeks clapping Man this beat is fucking sick, you stinkies riding penis Saying "I don't feel it", bitch you riding pinkies Then you give some lickies, make it sticky sticky, bitch you icky icky And I cannot have that, pull up at a motive with my fucking lads I'm having 750 shots passing out with all these fucking slags My brain it is going off course And I'm on the floor, oh lord Someone please show me remorse? I feel like I am lacking my force And now I cannot see anymore Where the lads at? Probably busy with them whores Gotta get home cuz tomorrow I got chores Man fuck this, now I'm just feeling bored Ev