[Verse 1: MC Lunshabul]

Seafood boil on my bussy, no cajun

Make it disappear, yea, I feel like a magacian

Need a hunnid bands just for the location

Chugga chugga choo choo, 'bout to run a trainin'

"Tana got a body like Versace," bitch I'll kill you

Leave you on the George Foreman, bitch I'ma grill you

Put you in a woodchipper, rip right through you

Evaporate your semen, little bitch, I'll distill you

Put my bitch on a panini press (Booty melt)

I got that Smurf-sized meat on me (Gargamel)

Cream inside the roux like it's Euphoria (Bechamel)

I got a single nut, dick shaped like (Kettle bell)

I just throated down some orange chicken

Don't talk to mе, hoe, I'm giving horrid dickin's

Bill Gates, yea, I'm micro whеn it's soft

Put my tongue against his walls, and then I lick that booty raw

[Verse 2: Lil' Tizm]

On my way to Claire's, get me a lobotomy

Then I'ma see your mom because I want that hoe on top of me

You know I'm in her ass, you know she loves that sodomy

I'm in the church, 'cause this shit stays between God and me

I'm a sicko, I got mesothelioma

Call me Shrek, because I'm 'bout to touch up on Fiona

I'm not a witness, nigga, I don't fuck with Jehovah

I'm hittin' balls like Maria Sharapova

I'm feelin' hungry, finna eat her to the bone

I'm on my witchy shit, that Maiden, Mother, Crone

I'm like Medusa, bitch I'll turn you into stone

I'm feeling raw, the way I stuffed you in a cone

Eatin' a turkey leg, I'll stuff it in my mouth

I'm in the parks, like my name is Michael Mouse

On that Bo Burnham shit, I'm stuck inside the house

I'll wear a crop top, bitch I love a little blouse