Call Me Darcula cause all I do is count chips Ya money minnie I aint talkin bout the mouse trick These girls runnin like I jus threw the bouquet They know I'm Headed to the top lik a tu-pay
Now all the bums is wonderin where I beez at If you aint a BARBIE it's none of ya freakin beezwax! These little rappers I could see dem in my dash cam I know they grouchy like oscar up out the trash can
I'm on stage you can sit the crowd I be up in leer jets make a left at the cloud *Ha-Ha* I Think she need the heimlich she the chockin kind She gets no boags no smokin sign *YEAH* Metaphor heaven So they approve Nicki like my credit score seven Mac'n'cheese six fry chicken nugguts And I'm killin these bxtchez mike vickin it UP CHEA!