Yo Bitch Got Krusty Krabs
Doily on the beat that’s how you know this shit is fire bitch
I leave your shit splayed out on the sidewalk when I drop you with my fist
I clothesline dumbass bitches then I leave em out to dry
With no payment that’s just how Doily rides

Squidward on that clarinet i make the pussy wet
And then I eat that shit so sloppy you would think I’d make her sweat
But that bitch got her shit together like a fuckin castanet
I take her pics and upload that shit to the fuckin internet

When I switch up the flow I get hoes on the floor
And flip you with a spatula
You’ll know that flow feel like Kendrick’s control
When I’m comin’ atcha
Call me vanilla ice cream cause I’m dripping white stuff on yo BITCH
Pussy cracka

Swag swag swag…

Moral of this story is that hoes be fuckin’ triflin’
But my big fat white dick be curvin’ like some rifling
If you learned anything today, anything at all
It’s that bitches can’t be righteous when they’re suckin’ on your balls