[Intro]
This song is made out to Matthew Wright
A fat ass
Hawaiian ass
Crusty ass b*tch
[Verse]
First name Matthew
Last name Wright
I was f*cking yo b*tch all night
She bounced on my c*ck like a bird taking flight
But imma expose her cause her pus*y ain’t really tight
Your body odor smell real bad, had me sniffin'
Tell me why you tryna sniff my ass, you trippin'
You built like a character and that is Peter Griffin
When I f*cked your b*tch she was huffin’ and puffin’
She gave me some Hawaiian lovin' every time she moaned
Had her sounding like Ninja, Tyler Blevin
You inbred b*tch, I guarantee you interwoven
I bet you don’t even like real women
Flyin Hawaiian
First-class into Dustin’s ass
Your blind ass probably didn’t read the ticket right
Dumbass lost your sunglasses in Dustin’s bust
While you were busy suckin’ on his musty crust
It kinda look like you eat too much Popeyes
Let me ask, is that why you’re c*ckeyed
I’ve seen your ugly face with them cheap ass clothes
You be rockin’ cheap shoes, got me sayin' “What are those!”
All the messages were fake
Little pus*y ass snake
You’re way too overconfident
Your sperm is intoxicant
When life gives you lemons, you turn them into memes
Shut the f*ck up you little ginger sardine
You sent me on a rampage
That was your mistake
When you here this fire diss track yo ass ‘bout to rage
My sh*t’s too fast to memorize
We do this sh*t for your demise
I don’t write, I improvise
Consider this your last advice