Freaky Fred Ski Mask the Slump God

[Intro]
To bass be the glory
Yuh, ayy, ayy, yuh
The fuck is this water, your bitch gives me water, I do like the
Wet, splash, what?
Pew, pew, pew, yuh yuh

[Verse 1]
Hatin' on a nigga like your name George Bush
This that new shit like I'm a tourist, haha
Don't leave the kitchen 'til I got a torn wrist
Papa Bear in that pussy and I need some porridge
Ricky Bobby on my body and I got endorsements
Put my dick in a witch, say rigor mortis, swish
Put a tat on my face and she call me gorgeous
I done ran up the money, fuck a portion, uh

[Chorus]
Houston, we might have a problem (What?)
Houston, we might have a problem (What?)
I spilled some lean in my Fanta (Hmm)
I don't rock no mo' bandannas, no
Houston, we might have a problem (What?)
Houston, we might have a problem (Skrt)
There is dead guys in my wallet (Mm)
Supreme just threw up in my closet, uh (Mm)