
[Intro]
Brand new banger! Ba-ba-banger!
Alright, y'all ain't ready for this shit!
You're j-j-j-jammin' with the hottest disc jockey!
We gon' light this bitch up!
That's right! No, deadass, though, we got a bomb!
Hot shit!
An explosive bomb!
Here it comes!
We're all dead [?]
Rocking the boat like no other, DJ [Censored] is in the mix
If the boat's rocking, DJ [Censored] is in the spot
DJ [Censored]
DJ [Censored]
DJ [Censored]
DJ
Yeah, [?]
Oddball, oddball, o-o-o-o— o-o-o-o-o-o-o— oddball
Oddball
You're now listening to— DJ [Censored]
Brrr-oddball, oddball, oddball, (Laughter) oddball, oddball
Oddball, oddball, here we go, [?]
Huh!
[Verse 1: Gromit The Omlette, Sultrygnome]
Got a fucking rock of crack, I ain't cutting no slack
Better watch yo damn back, I'ma down some hard-tack
Alright, look, I been here too long, y'all know me
Show 'em something different, take it over, Lee
Fly-er than an ostrich in a cockpit, in a Benz-Mercedes with some ladies, bitches hate me, yeah
[?] crazy
Y'all ain't seen nothing till I pull out the Patrick Star, versus the Robot Fly Car
Still looking at houses in the Vinewood Boulevard
This album is the Burj Khalifa, take you to the tip top
Ay, still gonna name my son TikTok
Sucking cock for some profit, I'ma pop it to these kids, on some rock shit
Like David Grohl, you don't know me, bitch, I'm Gnome, G-N-O-M-E
Yeah, I'm lonely
[Verse 2: Sultrygnome]
I hear the train coming, hear the rain coming, it don't phase me
[?] shady, always hating, it's really crazy
But I'm [?], and I'm [?]
It takes time to find the rhymes in which I should provide
It's okay though, cause I'll be back, hoe, to drink some Hennessy
[Verse 3: Gromit The Omlette]
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh!
I lit my crack pipe, call this shit a snack pipe
We don't play no Basket Random, 'cause you know I'm cracked, right
Soon as these bitches hear our band, they cut our funding
Tons of people running circles, bitch, I'm Ted Bundy
Pickle Moth, in the piss broth, bet he's in Hoth
Paint some nails once, think goth
Running on a Dell Optiplex 70120, I don't wanna go to heaven if there ain't blunts and hoes
They always say that a picture's worth a thousand words
Any pictures of me got about a thousand nerds
I been spending too long waiting for Payday 3
I could have had me a whole gay day for free
Y'all ain't be no Big Thief, y'all a bunch of fucking libs
Got a case of Dr. Pepper, Y'all be drinking Mr. Pibb
Give 'em two decades, you can save for your own boat, huh
Only fear that I got is broke-a-phobia, yuh!
Uh, yuh!
Welcome to the show, y'all
I fucking hate all of you, let's go
In the bangin' banger, alright, now