Lyrics

[intro - Lil Wayne] Eh, I see you with your palms in your pants But me, me, oh me, I got the world in my hands I make it spin on my finger, I'm a critical thinker I'm a hell of a smoker, and a bit of a drinker, yeah [Will and James] Year of Luigi Feeling uneasy Birdo is greedy For fettuccine [Will] I don't give a fuck about the bitch competition Dunkin' hoes left and right, I leave the basket swishin' Ask me what the bitches think about my sick kitchen Lookin' in the fridge and all I see is dead snitches I rep bitches like Meta Knight Banned like Meta Knight Dick like a Mennonite Hard like a Bagel Bite [James] Walk in like I own the place I got spiders on my face Pizza bagels, you're so funny! Get these spiders off me, please My allergies will make me sneeze Pizza bagels, you're so yummy! Mama, I like tater tots At the farm, they feed pigs slop Pizza face, pizza face [outro - Xavier] Going normal