Lyrics: Malcolm McCormick/Stephen Bruner/Jameel Bruner/Taylor Graves
Music: Malcolm McCormick/Stephen Bruner/Jameel Bruner/Taylor Graves
Producer: Larry Fisherman/Thundercat/Jameel Bruner
Okay, so, alright, psychopathic thinker, hyperactive drinker
Blew my shit up with a thumb up, like Henry Winkler
My bitch is like a king cover, put it in her sphincter
Your bitch like a bad fart, all she do is linger
What? Um, let me, let me try, let me try that again
Okay, like I was sayin', alright, said, um
I'm a psychopathic thinker, hyperactive drinker
I blew my shit up with a thumb up, like Henry Winkler
My bitch is like a king cover, put it in her sphincter
Your bitch like a bad fart, all she do is linger
Shit, I should have been a singer
I should have been Curt Schilling, woulda had a sinker
Ahead of y'all chillin', you lookin' at my blinkers
Rappers is some bumblebees, pullin' out your stingers
Yeah, I'm gettin' high, smokin' weed again
And lean for the low, **** for the medium
Couple of my homies were on CNN
I changed the channel once they went into commercials
Yeah, delusional Waldo Emerson
Just like you, I love football and lesbians
Never deal with bitches, 'cause bitches are some thespians
Save the drama for your mother****in' mama
Oh Jesus, who's the rapper with the gold penis?
Put away your money, scrub, I ain't doin' no features
This ain't a mother****in' drill, bitch, I'm young Jehova
In the backyard with pads on, runnin' Oklahomas
Get low
Vocals: Delusional Thomas/Mac Miller
Bass: Thundercat
Keyboard: Taylor Graves
Mastering Engineer: Mike Bozzi
Drums: Malcolm McCormick
Recording Engineer: Josh Berg/Malcolm McCormick
Mixing Engineer: E. Dan