Moomer lyrics

[Intro: XANAKIN SKYWOK]
Rest in peace, Kobe Bryant
Skywok
So, I heard about this stupid ass b*tch
She needs to be told off (Told off, hoe)
Stealing jokes (Yeah)
From all these other n*ggas (From all these other n*ggas)
Tryna be funny (What?)
But she ain't (Nah)
What up, shoe ass b*tch Moomer (Moomer)
What up, b*tch?
Uh, uh, oh
Yeah, uh, uh
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Yeah, uh, what (GTTC)
b*tch, b*tch (b*tch)

[Verse 1: XANAKIN SKYWOK]
I'll chop you up in a minivan (Yeah)
But your ass don't fit in a minivan (No)
I-I-I-I-I swear to God, you a fatass b*tch
Make you man look like he a minivam (Uh)
You stealing jokes for some money (b*tch)
They don't laugh 'cause you funny (No)
They gon' laugh 'cause you bank size
Ain't the same size as your tummy (Ha)
Bit-Bit-Bit-b*tch ass hoe, get dummied (Ow!)
pus*y stank like it's runny (Yuck)
I swear to God, it's only thing that runs in your fam'
Yo' legs like Huddy's
D-D-D-D-Don't ever come up to me
Or I'll sell some crack to baby Gene
And I'll smack his dad with baby cream
That n*gga so fat, he bleeds ice cream (What?)
How you gonna hate on Trump, b*tch?
When you ate up on his lunch quick
I'm not into politics
I would rather f*ck on some sl*t b*tch (b*tch)
I'd rather let Kim Kardash' come beat your ass
And watch you squeal sh*t (Yuh)
So you better not make some lame ass joke
'Bout me 'cause I do not feel sh*t (Uh)
You could say I'm not 2Pac
Def-Def-Definitely not like Biggie (Nah)
But at least my ass got your kids
Clappin' real fast like my name Disney (Disney)
Better yet, I got them slapping my raps
And saying each work like my name Mickey (Mickey)
b*tch, I bet you cannot get one word to them
Even if you sold your kidneys (b*tch)
[Verse 2: Sadfriendd]
Ah, like, what, huh?
Lemme get this straight
That b*tch need life-sized dinner plates
That b*tch did block the interstate
That lazy ass b*tch ain't losing weight
Ah, she talking sh*t, but can't touch her toes (Ah)
This salty ass b*tch got food in her nose (Wait)
Step in the street, and she blocking the road (Ah)
Hefty as f*ck, I will not be her foe (Wait)
Couldn't pick her up with an UFO
Weight loss should be the new memo (Way)
I forget you're not funny
Knock, knock, who's there, the big ass dummy
The only D that she wants is Sunny (Ah)
Threw in for a minute for a big ass tummy (Wait)
Acting like an African, she not funny (Oh)
She want egg scrambled, fried, runny
She go holler for a dollar
Lil' b*tch, I'm popping my collar
Oh, wait, I'm popping my collar
Pull up, I shoot like Old Father
She give me brain like a scholar
I f*ck yo' b*tch, but won't call her
My wrists
Be wet like an otter
These n*ggas
Crawl like a toddler