{*farting noise*}
[Kid Vishis]
It's Fry Boys Radio
You're now fryin up in the sk**et
Where anybody can motherf**in get it
If you cain't take the heat
Get yo' b**h a** out the kitchen
I'm so sick of this ol' dog bu*t sh**
And that means b**h-a** for you n***as that don't get it
We the ones
With all the guns
AR's, rocket launchers
sh** we done did it all n***a
Don't f** with nuts {*4X*}
{*laughing*}
It don't help that this n***a Royce right here laughin
{*vocal scratch*} And you ain't never got to guard me
Nah now you gotta do it~!
Ricky baby! You ain't never got to guard me Ricky baby!
Mmmmmmmm-mmm-mmmmmm
Mmmmm-hmmmmmmm
Humm on my nuts
Hmmmmm
When Jes-uhhh-us, the upper room
The upper room
That's right I'mma bring it from the soul n***a
The upper room
The upper room
At yo' funeral I'mma just bust right up in the motherf**er
Like the upper room
I'mma bust right in the motherf**er
Like the upper room
C'mon man I'm out of here dog
Y'all f**ed people
I'm in here trippin
{*door opens*} I'm out of here!