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Imagine my surprise I look down at the robber's phone I see my girlfriend's name calling the intruder in my home I randomly shit my pants and look into his eyes Now give me that goddamn phone I answered it and I say "Hi" Then she says, "Hey babe, did you rob him? I hope you got his ass!" Hey wait, did you seriously hire someone to come into my motherfucking house?! You motherfu- I hope that you- Then you- You fucki- bi- I hate you! Wee! Tramp! The robber steps back like "Hey bro calm down" (Aah!) Oh no, he fell! Dang! Fueled by rage I jumped into my car I'm gonna head butt this bitch so hard! I punch the gas and immediately here I thought Opsie doodly and he's covered in mud He says, "Does my arm look strange?" Well yeah, it's a little disarranged Hey ya, boomer I ain't playing! Absolutely bro, here's some change He said, "Yay now I'm rich!" I said, "Then please don't snitch" He said, "I ain't no bitch" I said, "Then shut your lips" I know this Karen She was standing in the grass Calling up 911 with her big mean ass I ripped off Karen's mask Just kidding, that was her face I said, "I got to blast" Jumped in my car and got away Now I'm driving super fast and I'm in a blind raid Then I look right down at my phone Oh my God! They're saying "There's a guy in a rampage" Now I'm just one block from her apartment Lights and sirens just past the park Then I pull over 'cause it's a cop Shit! The fuck is in my glove compartment?
Writer(s): Chris Carr Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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