[Verse 1: sviator1] None of your decisions are ever absolute You make me wanna jump off a parachute You look like you're Hindi The straws you drink out of are bendy You're skinny like a green bean but I'm a rapping machine Make my check out to Lisa I might need a Visa Call me on my fax machine Made so much stuff with Jake I might be a Jax machine I'm not the best but my words can put you to rest Your girl's name is Cindy Her music is cringey You sure can't rap She treats you like crap Don't believe me? Ask the dishes I could get you all your wishes
You know what's hot My bars Like the engine of my car Ball is life because I'm a baller [Interlude] [Verse 2: sviator1] For Christmas, I'm gonna buy you some lyrics So funny it'll make you go into hysterics When I enter the room, sadness turns into gladness When saltiness enters, it turns into madness and badness Feelings are hurt, I act like Stevie the cripple I'm mad, then I twist your nipple And then it will ripple Milk will come out and it will start to dripple So quit talking you sound like my dog I'm about to bounce on you like a frog Dawg