"Whoopee Cushion" lyrics

Yuh, yuh, yuh
She broke, that's why she keep bitchin
Choppa, it jump, nigga, like a hypnic
My choppa like a grandma, it give you kisses
You sippin fake drank, I ain't being a critic
I fuck on yo bitch and I break her acrylics
I don't gotta rob, lil boy is you silly?
You a lil nigga and I'm the biggest
Spill all of my drank, nigga, it's a spillage
Pull up to yo hood, nigga, that's yo village
I'm from the hood, nigga, call it village
Throw up the west side, shit get wicked
She fuck with me cuz I'm smart and I'm brilliant
With that metal, you could get twisted
Nigga I don't fuck with snitches
My fans say I'm the king of snippets
Niggas steal my swag and they came in triplets
I'm not the broke one, don't flip it
That nigga so broke he can't fix it
I got a bad bitch named [?]
I know Goon here in the spirit
I don't like her makeup so I smeared it
YSL on me, too vintage
Badass bitch and she too explicit
Two cups on me like I'm addicted
Smokin on dope, ain't doing no whippits
Flex too hard, nigga, Planet Fitness
Feel like Sosa, oh my goodness
50 bands up, nigga I'm hoodrich
Say I'm broke, you smokin that good shit
And her ass soft, nigga, whoopee cushion
I make her prrrrt, do the whoopee cushion
And her ass soft, nigga, whoopee cushion
I make her prrrrt, do the whoopee cushion
And her ass soft, nigga, whoopee cushion
I make her prrrrt, do the whoopee cushion
And her ass soft, nigga, whoopee cushion
I make her prrrrt, do the whoopee cushion
Her ass too fat, had to stop lookin