[Intro: Zachadelic]
Man I was really feelin' this beat when I made it
But now I've been kind of thinkin', maybe I don't like this beat
So you know what? Nah f** that
[Verse 1: Zachadelic]
s** my dick, spit don't lick
Brows on flick
Shoutout Rick, Walking Dead
I'm no fed, take no meds
She f**ed Ted
Flow for days, hockey player way
That's not okay, shoutout Ray
You wanna be a boss?
b**h you should floss
Smell like moss
Tits like Rick Ross
I won't sweat yet, I'm not dead yet
But if I am soon, lay me with poon
You're kind of cute, she is too
Jeremy's my bro, Landon is too
Gibbey is here, he's not a queer
I like him a lot, he's not a thot
You're all thots, f** with my sh**
Oh, don't get hit
f** my sh**, get real good
Uh, ain't from the hood
But I still rap, rap so wack
I keep on goin', keep on flowin'
Keep on goin' till this done
Keep on goin' give me some bum
Give me a chance, I promise I'm fun
You know what it is, son
[Hook: Zachadelic; Rezzy Reece; Captain Hiroshima; Wright Reasons]
Hot chocolate pocket [x8]
[Verse 2: Wright Reasons]
Uh, I don't really like you that much
I just want you to give this dick a touch
Touch my dick like it's an iPad
Yeah girl, eat your maxy pad
That's f**ed up but I like it like that
Like it rough and dirty, s** my dick like that
Yeah girl, you on your period
I buy chocolate and cuddle with you on your bed
Yeah, the chocolate kind of melted in my pocket though
Hot chocolate pocket, this is how it goes
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Captain Hiroshima]
Yeah we the Day Ones, we got some nice buns
Don't even hit the gym, but your b**hes we will win
Come and s** this rod, you s*utty broad
We got the golden tongues, f** yeah Day Ones son
[Verse 4: Rezzy Reece]
Day Ones son, oh sh** no it's not done
I'm trying to be the one, the one that's having fun
b**hes to the left, b**hes to the right
I be f**in' her p**y all f**in' night
And it's so tight
I guess it's alright, and our future is probably bright
f** myself, hermaphrodite