[Verse 1: sviator1]
None of your decisions are ever absolute
You make me wanna jump off a parachute
You look like you're Hindi
The straws you drink out of are bendy
You're skinny like a green bean but I'm a rapping machine
Make my check out to Lisa
I might need a Visa
Call me on my fax machine
Made so much stuff with Jake I might be a Jax machine
I'm not the best but my words can put you to rest
Your girl's name is Cindy
Her music is cringey
You sure can't rap
She treats you like crap
Don't believe me? Ask the dishes
I could get you all your wishes
You know what's hot
My bars
Like the engine of my car
Ball is life because I'm a baller
[Interlude]
[Verse 2: sviator1]
For Christmas, I'm gonna buy you some lyrics
So funny it'll make you go into hysterics
When I enter the room, sadness turns into gladness
When saltiness enters, it turns into madness and badness
Feelings are hurt, I act like Stevie the cripple
I'm mad, then I twist your nipple
And then it will ripple
Milk will come out and it will start to dripple
So quit talking you sound like my dog
I'm about to bounce on you like a frog
Dawg