Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Casey Smith
Songwriter
Lyrics
Shoutout to my peepeepoopoo gang
Watchin Soulja Boy, I just hit the crank
Crankin' with the boys
We can't stop
Hustlin', bustlin', and tusslin',
At yo mama's house we cuddlin'
Family Guy on TV
Wish you could see me
The mailbox is empty
I'm farting silently
Listening to WAP on a Friday
You know It's my day
This bitch look like a horse go neigh
Gotta take the trash out
Walk like I have all the clout
Just kidding I have blood
Blood clots
I gon' have a stroke
My heart broke
So I bought a boat
Now I fish moats
So fucking cold
Bitch I got ice on my face
Ya man's got mold
Watchu tryna chase
These old people drive too damn slow
When they got caught in the street
What they know
AUUGH you can only go twenty miles an hour
Shut the fuck up bitch go fall in the shower
Writer(s): Casey Smith
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