[Intro]
You hacked my stream, now it's time to die
You hacked my stream, now it's time to die
My verse is hotter than a chicken pot pie
(It hurts to talk in this voice now)
[Verse]
Chicka Chicka 1, 2, 3
Everybody, get over and bow down to me
I am a well-known child prodigy
With a placement higher than a redwood tree
They say, "Oh, Ned, you flex too much!"
That's 'cause I'm a god in the slums
I said it before and I'll say it again
But I'll leave you covered up like a nun
Kling-Klang-Klong, I'll show you what else is long
I'll show you what I've become
A rap god
I bet you didn't know that traps are gay
Hi-ho-hey, not today
This kid tried to hit me up asking for a collab (A collab?)
I said, "Square up, little thot, or else I'll hit your dad"