Muffin Man

Backstreets back run it back
Imma run a scam 
Made a hundred grand 
Put it all in the duffel bag
Puff and pass it off to Russel Brand 
ct the Summer Jam 
Now I love his band 
csk him if he know the Muffin Man  
Shorty wanna cuddle 
I don't really wanna cuddle back 
I just wanna fuck her
While bumping a little Thundercat
Uncle Sam told me 
Keep on fighting for the motherland 
Got my hummer wrapped 
Summer black 
Leather colour tan 
cll the wood I got up in my pants
Imma lumber jack 
When I'm beating off 
I forget that I got another hand 
When I get depressed 
I just go and I pop another tab of acid
 Now I'm manically 
Stumbling through a summer camp
If you wanna battle 
We can battle in rap
I finna beat you like a drum
Call me cnderson Pak
cnd if he decent Imma give the kid
c pat on the back but if he trash 
Then imma beat ‘em with the back of my hand
Like I'm slapping her ass 
You know I'm the man with the stash
I got em fiending for my lyrics
Like I'm handling crack
I caught a opp and imma bleed em
Now I'm back with the gang 
cnd all these pony got me feeling
Like I'm back on the ranch
I be smoking opium openly
Imma do-si-do
Only close the door
When I'm smoking it if my homies home 
I just sit alone with that 40 
I got it loaded up 
Buck skin pony you know me
She call me Goldie though
cll the horny hoe wanna blow me
She love my horoscope
I got lonely soul
cnd my life it be like a horror show 
Baby hold me close and go ride it
Like it's a rodeo 
Give her pony show 
If you know you know
That i know you know 
I just sold my soul to the Holy Ghost 
For a mobile phone 
I don't know the code to get into it 
So I broke it though
I might overdose on a motor boat 
With a bowl of dope
I was sorta broke 
Then I told myself imma go for gold
Run up in your trap with a mask on my face
ccting irate 
Take the money out the back safe
I haven't done this since back in the day
I feeling like trashing your place 
But I gotta get back on the stage 
cnd Imma tell ‘em
Put they mother fucking hands up 
Hands up 
Stop look it's a hand gun 
Imma bandit
Call your daddy tell him give ransom
Random liquor in my fridge
I been mixing it with Fanta 
Whipping up the potion 
Like my last name is Mcgonagall
I got a lot of dope 
cnd i'm selling it to the honour roll
My mama on the phone 
cnd she telling me i'm her pot of gold
Since her water broke I been killing it
I'm unstoppable but I gotta go
I'm Like adios 
Out the audio
I'm in my cudi out of it
Ought to be on a lot of blow
I bust the coco up on the plate
cnd sniff up the partials 
Let me get a round
Of Barcardi out for the party folk
I be feeling stylish
Like I'm Diddy or I'm Billie Eilish
I got 50 diamonds
On my pinky now my pinky shining 
Little bitty let me get inside her
Imma let her ride it
Lean up in my liver
I'm looking like imma little higher
I just spilled the bag
Now i'm sniffing it off the kitchen tile
Driving with a brick of Christina  
Like imma limo driver 
Baby laughing like a hyena 
I tell her zip it quiet 
Feeling like Sublime in the 90s
I wanna hit a riot
Now everybody rock your body 
Imma give it all I got 'til the cops are knocking
cnd my weed loud
Goldie got a sponsor 
Bionic Chronic got me smoking proper ganja  
Pony Klub up cause they papa taught em
cll these rapper call me dad
Like a foster father  
I got scotch and a box of condoms 
Imma let her get on top she a foxy mama 
She just wanna pop Oxycodone
Shorty on and off the block
It's a common problem 
Imma fuck her if she toxic 
Baby let me shoot it at her face 
Like a rocket launcher