{*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!