[Verse 1]
Okay, it’s Childish Gambino, homegirl drop it like the NASDAQ
Move white girls like there’s coke up my asscrack
Move black girls cause, man, [bad word] it, I’ll do either
I love [bad word]  I love [bad word]  dude, I should [bad word]  PETA
In Adidas, with some short shorts, B-O-O all over me
My green is where it's supposed to be, your green is in my grocery
This Asian dude, I stole his girl, and now he got that Kogi beef
My [bad word] is like an accent mark, it’s all about the over Es
Hot like a parked car
I sound weird like [bad word] with hard R
Fly like the logo on my cousin’s 440
Eatin’ Oreos like these white girls that blow me
Vodka for my ladies, whiskey for a grown man
Hangin’ in the islands, lookin’ for Earl like Toejam
I made the beat retarded, so I’m callin’ it a slow jam
Butcher and I know it, man, kill beef, go ham
These rappers are afraid of him
Cause I’m a beast, [bad word]  Gir, Invader Zim
Gambino is a call girl, [bad word] you, pay me
Brand new whip for these niggas like slavery
They told me I was awful man, that [bad word] did not phase me
Tell me how I suck again, my memory is hazy
“You're my favorite rapper, now” Yeah, dude, I better be
Or you can [bad word]  kiss my [bad word]  Human Centipede
You wanna see my girl? I ain’t that dumb
You wanna see my girl? Check Maxim
"Man, why does every black actor gotta rap some?”
I don’t know, all I know is I’m the best one

[Hook]
It’s a bonfire, turn the lights out
I’m burnin’ everything you [bad word] talk about

[Verse 2]
You know these rapper dudes talk [bad word]  start killin’ [bad word] that, got goons like an archvillain
I’m from the South, ain’t got no accent, don’t know why
So this rap is child’s play, I do my name like Princess Di
Yeah, they say they want the realness, rap about my real life
Told me I should just quit: “first of all, you talk white!
Second off, you talk like you haven't given up yet"
Rap's stepfather, yeah, you hate me but you will respect
I put in work, ask Ludwig
Put my soul on the track like shoes did
Played this for my cousin, now he can’t even think straight
Black and white music? Now, [bad word]  that’s a mixtape
Shoutout to my blerds, they represent the realness
Shoutout to Gambino, girls, my [bad word] is in the building
I know you hate me when your little [bad word]  boy be on ya
Like girls who dirty, but wit’ niggas they be sayin’ “Owww"
Sorry for who coddled you
Chillin’ with a Filipino, at your local Jollibee
Yeah, I’m in her [bad word] like sodomy
So if you see my hand under the table, don’t bother me
I don't talk soft, that's that other guy
I’m sayin’ “What the [bad word] is up?” like I ain't seen the sky
And [bad word] I’m doin’ this year? Insanity
Made the beat then murdered it, Casey Anthony
These rappers don’t know what to do
Cause all I did was act me like a Looney Tune
I’ll give you all of me until there’s nothing left
I swear this summer will be summer Camp, [bad word]