MEAN MF/YIPPEE KI YAY Lyrics

Popping up

Popping champagne bottles or fireworks

Black pothead Bruce Willis, John McClaine the first

Lifestyle cool smooth, but in the end it's no doubt

I'm a mean mother, the way I maneuver through the crowd

Popping up

Popping champagne bottles or fireworks

Black pothead Bruce Willis, John McClaine the first

Lifestyle cool smooth, but in the end it's no doubt

I'm a mean mother, the way I maneuver through the crowd

Can only imagine how I'm seeing through your eyes

TMZ think I'm an athlete poop emoji with flies

Taking candy from a baby she with me and take my side

Action packed, nothing you ain't seen let's take a ride

A cutie stuck in traffic wit her man, sped to the right

Then a mile up the road, she threw a wink and made my night

Magic Alien Cookies, UAP in the sky

Black pothead Sigourney Weaver, Ripley with the fire

It's some haters imitators, time will tell but for now

Hot box with this weed, Creed three throw in the towel

Stream my peacock, Netflix original if she's down

Root for me, the villain in the movie who runs the town

Popping up

Popping champagne bottles or fireworks

Black pothead Bruce Willis, John McClaine the first

Lifestyle cool smooth, but in the end it's no doubt

I'm a mean mother, the way I maneuver through the crowd

Popping up

Popping champagne bottles or fireworks

Black pothead Bruce Willis, John McClaine the first

Lifestyle cool smooth, but in the end it's no doubt

I'm a mean mother, the way I maneuver through the crowd

Class in session, study pay attention when I speak

Soak up all this game, I bet you you won't last a week

Tall skinny pothead, Joaquin Phoenix drop a beat

Hold the door for her, but swing on her man that's just me

Dapper when I dress, it comes easy when I'm dressing

Fresh like salad, all you need is the dressing

Hindu Kush, but protected like the pope

Trucker hat turned back, wit some shades smoking dope

Damn I can't breathe, it's a smoky room

Left later covered in glitter, and strong perfume

Ya homeboy lookin' for a beat, when he bought weed

Followed me on social media, then click my linktree

US Space Force stoner, started out in infantry

Kush Cannon, and AK-47 the weaponry

Wanted me to start the show, the DJ took yo songs out

I went backstage, and got fried like some pan trout

Willy Wonka edibles throw a fit yeah, I want it now

Black wide shoulders, Bart Simpson finna have a cow

Want an encore, better scream fiend for the hype

Hit the lights perform again, and fix the leaks with pipe

Popping up

Popping champagne bottles or fireworks

Black pothead Bruce Willis, John McClaine the first

Lifestyle cool smooth, but in the end it's no doubt

I'm a mean mother, the way I maneuver through the crowd