SHEESH!

[Intro: Lover Boy & Orange Boy]
Hey Orange Boy
What?
Since this tape is coming to a close, mind if I do your thing real quick?
Hell yeah
(Moans)
Wait, what the fuck?
Okay!

[Verse 1: Lover Boy & Orange Boy]
No more with these weak flows
Pack up, get out of kinkos (Huh)
Ya’ll top the charts but we know
You ain’t no maraschino (Okay)
Ring the bell, mí tío
'Bout to beat amigos (Ah)
Eureka! A lot of streams from three leaking urethras
Y'all like O’Neil at free throw
Big talk, air ball when deep, no (Alright)
Rolls Royce but hey, I’m 5’9”
Make all bad buys go bye-bye (Ayy)
Put on your shit but why try?
Won’t even pirate, aye aye (Damn)
This cat is on his ninth life
But fuck it, need some Five Guys

[Chorus: Lover Boy, Orange Boy & Both]
Yeah, what the fuck is your incentive?
Do not rush me on my next shit
Metro bitch, why Lush so ‘spensive?
Feminine or just like Kevin?
Nah nah, man, I’m just sensitive
Ladies like my taste, I’m with them
And I like theirs too, same difference
Can I get a wink wink? Can I get a pink drink?
Get a little respect up in here?
Don’t even test me
Or you’ll find these testes
All up in your mouth so gently, dear
Swear to God, the hardest
To put the pen to parchment
Fucking with his dark side in Kylo gear
I don’t got the time to
Be about your hype, dude
Find a different lane, keep my road clear
Aye

[Bridge: Orange Boy]
Ha ha, oh yeah. We're back baby
Yo give me that fucking mic
And put a damn shirt on, boy

[Verse 2: Orange Boy]
Swag of 60’s Aquaman
So says the fish you’ve slept with dad
Hundred percent Sicilian
You fuck with me, we grab the bat
And put Joe Pescis on that ass
Think narrators safe? That’s cute
'Bout to go Samurai Champloo
And kill Weinstein for all waifu’s
Quenching you with beverage as enema
Buttcheeks must be as separate as me from tikis stretching up
Ya'll think he breathes? Hilarious
This beat be my inhaler, puff
Exhale what keeps me up at night
On sill I’ll leave a piece of mind
To steam, enticing dogs and cats to me
This new McLaughlin ad
Exposing strays, it's fuckin' sad
On purpose, learn bitch, nothing's passed
The cervix; birthing no one's ass
That paper proves your talent has been
Adopted from A-list-has-beens
Born from C-section of dad's dick

Gross, that's gross

[Chorus: Lover Boy & Orange Boy]
What the fuck is your incentive?
Do not rush me on my next shit
Metro bitch, why Lush so ‘spensive?
Feminine or just like Kevin?
Nah nah, man, I’m just sensitive
Ladies like my taste, I’m with them
And I like theirs too. Same difference
Can I get a wink wink?
Can I get a pink drink?
Get a little respect up in here?
Don’t even test me
Or you’ll find these testes
All up in your mouth so gently, dear
Swear to God, the hardest
To put the pen to parchment
Fucking with his dark side in Kylo gear
I don’t got the time to
Be about your hype, dude
Find a different lane, keep my road clear

[Outro: Orange Boy]
Put you dummies in dilemmas
Dropping shit that leave you guessing (Huh?)
Shut up, give me credit before I make y’all go belly up
Going Tarantino, whip Toyota ‘til it’s dripping blood
Yeah you got that Tesla but I simply do not give a fuck
Sheesh!
‘Bout to run amuck
Sheesh!
Y’all just sitting ducks
Sheesh!
Why this cracker so
Clean?
Bitch, do you give up?
Dude that’s on production doesn’t even have his permit yet
Unheard of yeah, but turning heads
My place out here is permanent