Ahaha oh, you think you're the real Pinocchio?
That's a fucking lie dude
Here's a true story
Ay, look
I'm sick and tired of these bitches thinking they the ones
My body's made of paper, you know I got the funds (yuh)
You got nothing, boy, I'll smoke you like a chimney
For you it's crickets, and I ain't talking Jiminy (ay)
I'm pushing P as in Pinocchio, uh
There's a line for my ride out in Tokyo
You livin' in the backwoods but you know we smokin' those
If you had a parachute, bitch I would be pokin' holes (yuh)
Knock on wood, bitch, you know the sound (what?)
I'm a baby wooden boy, but I'm not kidding (aha)
I got no strings to hold me down (yuh)
Get Bella on my face, imma start fibbin' (shee)
You know when I was stuck in the belly of that sperm whale
I was like, hold up, hold up
This isn't a sperm whale
It's your mom
Skidee skidee skideez nuts motherfucker (yee)
There's only room for one, you must die John Tucker (bitch)
I say you need to calm down, just like Taylor Swift would
Imma Trojan horse bitch, you just some driftwood (yuh)
You think I'm done, bitch I'm going round two
I'm bound to pound you under the ground dude
Sound cool? Not to you but everyone around you
Call you waterlogged 'cuz I just fucked around and drowned you (ay)
Let me ask you equestrian (ay)
You're holding all these Ls, bro you're probably sore (huh)
I want all the drama, just call me a thespian
But why the fuck you got the voice of Pauly Shore? (bitchass)
Imma spray you like that cat, you ain't never coming back
Gettin' splinters while you're sucking on my wooden ballsack
You an acrobat? Good, 'cuz you about to get jumped
Why, you thought you had a shot?
I'm stumped