HOLY F#CK lyrics

[Intro: BabyTron & StanWill]
Ayy, ayy (Who? What?)
Who? Huh? What? (Ayy, ayy)
Ayy, ayy, ayy (Ah sh*t, ah sh*t)
Ayy, ayy, sh*ttyBoyz (BearOnTheBeat)

[Verse 1: BabyTron]
I'm the source, lil' b*tch, I supply the plug
New crib so I punched a designer rug
High as hell, Yao Ming off designer drugs
No cap, more chops than the biker club

[Verse 2: TrDee]
Got a sweet tooth for the scams
Watch yo lil' b*tch, I got a lil' thing for hitting fans
Dukes mad at me, I spent her rent on my pants
I don't sell, lil' b*tch, call Stan

[Verse 3: StanWill]
201 Lord, I'm a Visa thief
Good SSN, that's easy cheese
Singing to the pape' like B.B. King
Punch like Pacquiao, I ain't seen a ring

[Verse 4: BabyTron]
Yo b*tch sitting on my wood, she a bench warmer
Easy day, Punch God, this my tenth quarter
Couldn't put up these stats in like ten quarters
Fake ID, doing fraud, b*tch, I'm Ben Portеr
[Verse 5: TrDee]
Ooh, I talk sh*t, pass me some gum
Don't give a f*ck what you did or whеre yo ass from
She ask was her head good, gave her a thumb
She said, "How? You ain't even c*m"

[Verse 6: StanWill]
Four sticks in the whip, Grievous
It'll be a cold day in Hell if I need a b*tch
All this splash on me, I could be a fish
Bought a mount for the chop, it got FIFA kick

[Verse 7: BabyTron, TrDee, & StanWill]
Plankton-ass boy riding in that Chum Bucket
I'm a 201 god, boy, these dumps jumping
Boy, you don't get no pus*y, on a bed humping
She got kicked out the whip for what she bumping
Who don't punch? Doodoo head
Huh, big sh*tter, I'm the Doodoo Man
Gave yo b*tch magic stick, I'm the Voodoo Man
I'll up the chop and let it go doo-hoo-blam
Hot as hell in this b*tch, it must be this song
Told boy, "I'm by yo side", even if he wrong
Fake Asian ID, my name "She Wong"
b*tch threw me vagina 'cause I can't be wrong
They ain't have the Maui steak so I came T-bone
I just hit the strip club and I made it snow
You not sucking di*k? Bet, I'ma go
All this fake love, I don't know if they friends or foe
Fake love and real hate, I seen it all
You wouldn't comprehend a Visa talk
Man, I hope she don't peep the fraud
If it's a bag down below then I'm leaping off
She walked away with my card, yeah, I'm sneaking off
Said a n*gga down below, think he getting off
Whip like a spaceship, I'm lifting off
Peep the Tweety Bird with the plug, that's chicken talk
[Verse 8: BabyTron]
Feel like Mariota, getting off in Tennessee
But I play the fraud, I don't touch the Pedigree
Shock his ass with the Glock, give him energy
Real Sauce God, born with the recipe

[Verse 9: TrDee]
She let me f*ck 'cause I know Tron
How y'all n*ggas up? Get lock, can't pay bond
After I nut, we can't be friends, Trey Songz
Let me see, put him in a suit, James Bond

[Verse 10: StanWill]
When you slide on the hoes, they laugh at you
Turn Lillard into KD by the afternoon
What I heard in yo song was caparoo
Hopped in the spaceship and flew down the avenue

[Outro: BabyTron]
Holy f*ck
Ayy, ayy, sh*ttyBoyz