[Intro: Egovert]
Hi! Hahahaha
Its me!
Morteh!
Mike G., you can't do this to 'em, man!
[Chorus: EGOVERT]
Yeah, what did you do to me?
Yeah, it is like three, I've waited for you to send nudes to me
Yeah, what, you like my jewelry?
Yeah, my name is EGOVERT, I really like Tom Foolerly
Yeah, what did you do to me?
Yeah, it is like three, I've waited for you to send nudes to me
Yeah, what, you like my jewelry?
Yeah, my name is EGOVERT, I really like Tom Foolerly
[Verse 1: Quadeca]
Ouu, I like Tom Foolerly, yeah, uh
When I'm on a track all the basic b*tches sayin', "Who is he?"
Better take a seat right now
It’s Quadeca on this sh*t get used to me, huh
I got Designer that I don't pronounce right
Check out my Louis V, uh, b*tch
Yuh, I'm just being stupid B, huh
I ain't on the top right now
But they know a motherf*cker soon to be, yuh
When I'm on the stage they call me 'The Pediatrist'
I make a move, they feed, yeah
I birthed all you haters, I'm sorry you cryin'
I got you a booster seat (Here, take it!)
It's free (What?), it's free! (Yuh!) Quadeca, that's me!
Little b*tch, I'm rich, like Kylie
I don't miss, like Kyrie, I get hits, MLB
If you really think you gonna take my spot
I gotta teach you all a lesson, please find your assigned seat, b*tch
[Chorus: EGOVERT]
Yeah, what did you do to me?
Yeah, it is like three, I've waited for you to send nudes to me
Yeah, what, you like my jewelry?
Yeah, my name is EGOVERT, I really like Tom Foolerly
[Verse 2: Moxas]
Aye, got some thotties, I'll be back in a minute
Seven in the Uber pack in a minute
We make b*tches sit on laps in a Civic
See me whippin' in the lab with the physics
See me drippin', all day and we drippin'
He tripping, he doing sh*t y'all can't, you tripping, now
Used to rock the off-brand, I get it now
Back when I would toss hands, I hit it now
So I administer pain when I'm in it
The second I get me a target, I hit 'em (Whooo!)
f*cking your auntie, my hobby
She say I'm her baby, 'cause I get a check from the rhythms
Spitting on a mission of bars
You hear me spitting, thats the wisdom of god
No competition, rip 'em, pick em apart
My penicillin will fix them in the dark, nah
Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, uh
I'ma put my di*k up in her breast, breast, breast, uh
My b*tch is so sexy, it's the press, press, press, press
Moxas in this b*tch I'm up next, uh, yeah, f*ck!
[Chorus: EGOVERT]
Yeah, what did you do to me?
Yeah, it is like three, I've waited for you to send nudes to me
Yeah, what, you like my jewelry?
Yeah, my name is EGOVERT, I really like Tom Foolerly
[Verse 3: EGOVERT]
I like Tom Foolerly, I like to f*ck sh*t up
I was up in her butt, yeah, playing Candy Crush
Do not keep playing with me, little n*gga
Our Choppa will turn you into candy dust
She keep blowing up my phone talking 'bout
"I am mad at you", b*tch, I don't give a f*ck
Heard your new n*gga is broke, so I took lil' shorty
With you if you come with us
I'm checking my bank account balance
Amount of zeroes is making my semen rush
Coupe got a tune that got a kink, kink, kink
And her ass is round, so I hit replay
Dash on the di*k, call her "Harlem Shake"
Bring her friend from a n*gga, bye, go away
[Verse 4: Kil]
I go retarded like Foolerly Tom
Ran up a mili, so google me, Ma
Snatching yo' sh*t, where yo' jewelry huh?
She look at my di*k with them googly-eyes
I slide in the DM's, like a snow-slope
Blow blow, up, I'mma pull up, no oboe
Blowing up clouds of gas, like the ozone
We call 9-1 from the Ocho, yeah
b*tch be lying like sh*t, Madagascar
Take a di*k like the ground of the backyard
She wasn't ready but I am not cap far
Pop out the cut like I'm walking on glass shards
She like to creep on my stick like a grasshop'
I do not pipe her if they do not clap hard
I do not cap, so I take my cap off
Pass it to EGO so we can just blast off
Got no whip, so we meeting up halfway
Took your b*tch to the Hard Rock Cafe
I got the bag with the cash and the swag bang
Starbucks, I order that trappe
Talking backwards, took back a rapper
To their Adam's Apple, got me choke a rabbit
Like the battle rapper at the f*cking shelter
Like it's Marshall Mathers when you call him 'cracker'
Yeah, yeah