[Intro]
Ricky Shabazz... I hate you
I hate you
Yeah!
Let's go

[Verse 1]
If it ain't about boobies, then I ain't part of that
Rocksmith wear, Louis belts, and starter caps
I be from where spaceships come, where craters are, where Martians at
"Screw you guys, I'm going home", I'm Eric Cartman
When I'm chillin' in a hoopty
Rolling like the finest, address me as your Highness
Boy, I'm sicker than a sinus
I'm reclinin' kind of fine with the fact that I'm ridin' peaceful
Timeless as time goes by, when it's empty I get a refill
What's the deal with you?
Sorry, what's the deal with me?
Shinin' like a silver peace
Hot girls wanna chill with D
But they only like me for my bill like they're Hillary
I hit a chick like giggity, 'til she's killed like her chivalry
Haters threat and groom me please
Your something like my bill receipts; overdue
Sorry dude, I'm up in Little Italy
Swervin' up spaghetti with Sicilians that be in to me
Cause I'm so decorated and lit up, Mr. Christmas-Tree
And every time I hit the beat, I'm something like a legend gone
Call me Mr. Pryde, address me as the upper echelon
Every time I mess a song, I wreck with any texture, form
I call any instrumental my pièce de résistance, I'm gettin' on
So timeless, I kill it by the summer
While you stupid teeny-boppers always live your life on Tumblr, sucka!
Now bring that fat butt back, and baby let me put a flag on that
Put a flag on that
Flagship