I Don’t Have A Title For This

Ah
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Fuck you, I fuckin hate you
You should die
(I fucked your mom)
(I fucked your mom) I fucked your fucking mom
Uh
And she went like
"Aaaaaughhh"
Is it still recording (yes)
Is it still recording
Is it still fucking uh (yes daddy)
Uh
Yeah bitches
Fuck, you you should die in a fire
Fuck, you you should die in a fire
Uh, uh, record me
Woo hoo
Uh, uh
They bitchin' over there
Oh fuck me (fuck you daddy)
Quick, we gotta get home
Uh, uh, (uh, uh, uh, oh yeah, oh yeah, chu papi)
Do the hair shake, do the hair shake thing where y- where you twist around your hair
Daddy
Shred it daddy, uh
Uh (huh)
Ah