BOOTY SHORTS

[Chorus: MGB The Yak]
Booty shorts, I'm wearing booty shorts
I got rings on, and they made of quartz
Booty shorts, I'm wearing booty shorts
In my garden I got eight tennis courts
Booty shorts, I'm wearing booty shorts
I got rings on, and they made of quartz
Booty shorts, I'm wearing booty shorts
In my garden I got eight tennis courts

[Verse 1: Dinky Dav]
I’m the best in the game, let’s call a spade a spade
Playing with my clarinet, making marmalade
You know it’s better than a pocket, got you in my lap
Bit more edgy when it’s not a physics rap
Ayy, going all the way
Not a rapper but I kill careers like it’s a mild day
Got me quoting Kanye, kinda hard to explain
I could do this all day, Vid, I’m magic like Blaine
All gas, butane, fuck Rhode, fuck Maine
(And I’m meant to do like an ad lib where I like diss fucking Maine but I think it's really off)
(Yeah, if you’re from Rhode Island or Maine I will fuck- fuck- fucking fuck you up)

[Chorus: MGB The Yak]
Booty shorts, I'm wearing booty shorts
I got rings on, and they made of quartz
Booty shorts, I'm wearing booty shorts
In my garden I got eight tennis courts
Booty shorts, I'm wearing booty shorts
I got rings on, and they made of quartz
Booty shorts, I'm wearing booty shorts
In my garden I got eight tennis courts

[Verse 2: LL3O]
Count my racks up, my money do a flip
It’s me and Yak, we really run this shit
I say “What’s up”, they say my bank is madness
She don’t hold back, racks over, come with sadness
All these bitches man shit are are just average
I can hold my pole, she say I ain’t savage
Pick any bitch I want, of course mine came with baggage
Still HT till we die, rite of passage

[Verse 3: MGB The Yak]
Young Leo yeah, we just did it
Stepped up in the building, then we went and killed it
Pink money on me, that’s the blood that I spilled, yeah
Just to get here, get enough ice, bitch we chilled it
Young Leo yeah, we just did it
Feeling on top of the world like the Arctic
I just bought some booty shorts, they were from Target
I just bought a new Benz truck, I couldn’t park it
Young Leo, I don’t understand it
I pull up and hop out and run away like a bandit
Young Leo, I don’t understand it
I pull up and I hop out and I flex 100 bands, bitch, woah!

[Chorus: MGB The Yak]
Booty shorts, I'm wearing booty shorts
I got rings on, and they made of quartz
Booty shorts, I'm wearing booty shorts
In my garden I got eight tennis courts
Booty shorts, I'm wearing booty shorts
I got rings on, and they made of quartz
Booty shorts, I'm wearing booty shorts
In my garden I got eight tennis courts