[Intro: Rybae (Rice)]
Oh wait, wait
Pull up the rap for a second bro
Pull up the rap (Yeah)
Pull it up bro (Yeahh)
Alright here we go, here we go
[Verse 1: Rybae]
Yo
I'm kinda getting p*ssed at these b*tches at school
Walking around tryna be cool
But looking like tools and fools and sl*ts with half sized butts
Tryna be hot and show off
What they got, which is not a lot
When I say not a lot, I mean personality
They so far from reality
They think they's a queen
But they act like the opposite
That's the hypothesis
[Verse 2: Rybae]
Fellas, you know I'm talking about those thots
When I think of the thots I get negative thoughts about the thots
Who thought they weren't thots
But in the right mind you could find the right time
To write about the crime that is the thot nation
[Verse 3: Rice & (Rybae)]
The devils creation of Haitians and immigration
(And the next verse goes on!)
Deportation of many faces of many races
(G2 Beats! Welcome to G2 Radio! Tay!)
Solve the cases, tying laces
Walking in eight paces
Like I'm a doctor with no patients (Yuh)
And so you gotta be a G free of HIV (Yuh)
Don't f*ck no disgraces
(I get so much pus*y everyday)
(You don't even know how much pus*y I get everyday)
Cause who the f*ck is you? Emily Graces?
(Holy sh*t bro I've f*cked so many b*tches in my life, some raped)