Bob Ross Yung Nugget

[Intro]
Your Nuclean

[Verse]
Ayy, why all these bitches keep hittin' my phone?
Sayin' "Come over" 'cause they home alone
I don't gotta whip, but she lookin' so thick
That I hop to my scooter and I hit the road
Pulled up to her crib, she don't look anything like her pics
What the hell? You ain't gettin' no dick
I'm just gonna steal your shit and then dip
Okay like I hired that slut for like twenty-five bucks
And I said no thanks for the fun
But wait just a minute I think that's her dad and he's pointing at me with a gun
So I did the dash I ran like a track meet
Dad did his best but he still couldn't catch me
When I got back home I just sat back and laughed
'Cause I hit a lick off a thottie named Ashley
All this money keep comin' and I feel like Lil Uzi
I take all my beats from Spongebob, I hope he doesn't sue me
You won't catch me in designer 'cause you know I'd rather save
But I'm still drippin' so damn hard I think I got a fuckin' coochie
Ayy, brand new bag, Ima run it up (Nice)
Ima go hard 'till the sun is up (Wow)
So much money can't count it up
Man, what's nine plus ten? Think it's twenty-one
My acts are big just like some tits
But I promise they are not fake
I ball like Kawhi, you sit in the side
And y'all are the rest, like you Drake
You is a snake, where is your rattle
No head? Then I gotta skedaddle
Too much drip, I think I need a paddle
If you doin' drugs then you know Ima taddle
I'm goin' dummy, bitch I've been eatin' so good
I think that it's hurtin' my stummy
They tell me that my shit is trash or that I can't rap
Just 'cause all my lyrics are funny