Yucky Blucky Fruitcake

Lyrics

[Intro] Doechii, why don't you introduce yourself to the class? Okay? [Verse 1] Hi, my name's Doechii with two I's I feel anxious when I'm high (Huh) Teachers say I talk too much Momma say I don't talk enough In the dark, I'm like a torch From the hood, I hopped the porch I don't bang or slang, on gang But my dada keep them thangs [Chorus] Speak up Speak up Speak up Speak [Verse 2] I get a little violent when I play the game of tag I get a little quiet when I think about the bag I slob when I sleep, and I wake up with a drag I'm pulling out my teeth, so I wake up to the cash This is who I am from the back to the front I never had to pay for my schoolhouse lunch My mama used stamps 'cause she need a little help But a nigga made do with the cards been dealt I try to act smart 'cause I want a lot of friends I never really went with the flow of the trends I think I like girls, but I think I like men Doechii is a dick, I never fit in Overly cocky, I'm hyper-ambitious Me, me, me, me, bitch, I'm narcin-uh-ssistic I am a Black girl who beat the statistics Fuck the opinions and all the logistics, haha [Chorus] Speak up (Wow, ha) Speak up (Wow) Speak up (Well, Doechii, why don't you tell us what you do in your spare time?) Speak [Verse 3] I'm all alone on the deep dark web Me and my phone in this queen-size bed I'm looking at my pillow, my pillow look back at me My thumb is over the screen, the other is in my jeans It took a second to soak, my fingers inside my throat I paused, and then, I choked to think about it some more Connection is moving slow, my brightness is on that low I'm reaching for the remote, then my mama bust through the door (Shit) [Interlude] Doechii (Doechii), Doechii (Doechii) You forgot to take the chicken out (You forgot to take the chicken out) Doechii (Doechii) You forgot to take the chicken out (Do-do-do-do-do-do-do, do-do, do-do-do-do-do-do) Somethin', somethin', somethin', somethin', somethin' Somethin', somethin', somethin' (Ooh) Ooh [Verse 4] I fuck with Junie B., Barbara was my idol Had to wear my attitude to every dance recital In my black Taylor Chucks, the ones that laced up To my thighs, Lisa Frank lipstick on my eyes Weird girl activity, Black bitch nativity Spy girl erotica, bucket hat from Nautica Clit throbbing, I start sobbing watching Narnia I been winning trophies since Fear Factor I was earning medals the same rate you basic bitches learned how to use protractors Foot been on their necks before chiropractor But I gave all the game boys cooties Most of y'all are the type of kids I'd hate If I was the monster under your beds, you'd be the kids I ate If I was a man your mom fucked, I'd fuck her right in your face And take you and your siblings on a Domino's pizza date Damn, Gen X baby going crazy with the cam Back when I was rhyming on my Green Eggs and Ham Edited my pictures with the Microsoft filters I was making Trillers way before they called 'em "Trillers" Sixth grade, every nigga pressured me to fuck While y'all was givin' it up, I was servin' looks Custom-made drip with the pastry couture Selling Silly Bandz from my desk to my drawer Singing karaoke while my mom was at the store ("You are") Scared that she would walk in on me singing Paramore ("The only exception") While y'all was sticking house keys in motherfucking sockets ("You are") I was stuffing all y'all lunch moneys in my pocket Please, stop it I'm in to blow up like the white thing that soda rockets Talking back to my teachers, I'm out of pocket Got so much shit on my chest, yo, I need to drop it Dribbling inside my journal, kiss my locket Let the paper soak my tears up, Ultra Charmin Ooh, I need to let it out (Let it out) I gotta let it out (Let it out) [Bridge] Uninvited and I'm undercover Undivided, undiscovered Uninvited and I'm undercover But I never liked 'em, forever fuck 'em [Outro] Wow, haha That was quite the introduction, Doechii Everybody, give it up for Doechii (That was really inappropriate) Give it up for Doechii (Did she say "Food stamps"?) Okay, we're going to have to have a talk after class, okay?