Awwwwwwwww Shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiittttttttttt
Unhh Unhh
This is the Mambo 5
[Verse 1: Phillip Bank$]
f** Josh and his beard
f** Josh you lil kid hunting queer
I would say I f**ed your b**h
But that would imply that you ever had a b**h
You look like a homeless person
And you're 30 years old
You live with your grandparents
You're a f**ing loser and it's apparent
f** you and your benz
Cause you try to pretend that you're cool
I'll break your f**ing windshield
You getting a date is like mermaids being real
b**h You're a skating manager at 30 like have some respect for yourself
Go jump in a kangaroo suit and after that you should probably k** yourself
I'm serious
Ozzy Osborne's lame
And so are your tattoos
You're balding on your head
Looking at you gives me the blues
Cause your beards ungroomed
Need to fix that sh** soon
You have no knowledge
sh**, Probably should've gone to college
So go smoke a f**ing cigarette like 12 times a day
While I'm moving on to bigger checks and better f**ing pay
I'm glad I didn't f**ing stay
Cause I'm tired of a**holes and their f**ing birthdays
So when I see you in public what you gon say?
Doesn't really f**ing matter anyway
Cause I punched your f**ing teeth out already
Touché
[Hook: Phillip Bank$]
FUUUUUCCCCKKK JOSHHHHH
FUUUUUCCCCKKK JOSHHHHH
FUUUUUCCCCKKK JOSHHHHH
FUUUUUCCCCKKK JOSHHHHH
f** you b**h
[Verse 2: Ryan flipflop]
Go jump in a kangaroo suit you f*g
You so funny think you have swag
Your beard is about as cool as you so it's not cool
Your friends are kids from elementary school
Saying you trying to loose weight every day
But I see your fat a** acting like Pearwood's a buffet
How do you not a have lung cancer you smoke everyday
50 times filling up the ashtray
You make everyone else do everything
Do everyone a favor and move to Beijing
Just kidding Beijing would be sad
Drown yourself in a pool that wouldn't be bad
[Verse 3: Phillip Bank$ & Ryan Flipflop]
(I feel like your such a f**ing f*ggot)
Yeah
(Like for real I don't think anyone likes you like...)
A year and a half wasted on your dumb a** and this sh**ty place
(I already planned your spot to bury you)
f** you shave your face
f** you and your music taste
f** you, f** Josh in general
(I mean like I already have your burial spot so you can die cause like your such a f*ggot)
Got me on my mad flow
That stones throw at your window
While you puff puff puffing on that cig smoke
Choke
(See my dick?)
Is what I hope you do on your ego
(f*ggot)
Find respect for yourself and maybe you'll find respect for others
(So gay dude)
Until then it's just me and the squad riding around the town with the head out the pa**enger screaming the anthem to our disgrace
[Hook: Phillip Bank$]
FUUUUUCCCCKKK JOSHHHHH
FUUUUUCCCCKKK JOSHHHHH
FUUUUUCCCCKKK JOSHHHHH
FUUUUUCCCCKKK JOSHHHHH
f** you b**h