Can us like some kampbells
Jesus had no socks under his sandals
I can't ride a bike without the handles
I can't ride a scooter have a tutor
Shoot the buddha eat some gouda
Say it ruder tell who did i trample
I don't have cricket for a conscience
Kelp forest where the magic conch is
Violent crucifying like i'm pontius
Pilate flying high above olympus
She's an angel give that b**h a nimbus
Bengal tiger biting off ya fingers
How am i supposed to eat these pringles
Image in yo head is how i want it
Finish on the bed and lie upon it
In the car it moving fast
Everything we tend to pass
I know what my momma asked
Got her foot up on the dash
Not a girl wit cuter curls
We could be like the obamas
Baby girl just pick a country