Cuckoo lyrics

[INTRO]
Uhh.. Chase?
Aye, aye
Yeah, aye
Oh my god

[VERSE]
Gas pack, that's my mojo (mojo)
Lab rat, I go loco (I go loco)
Cash stacks, be my old ho (be my ol' ho)
Dirty b*tch look like a hobo (like a hobo)
Hey, Arnold Gucci Polo (hey, arnold)
I be with some b*tches like a homo (like a homo)
Grandma Jeanie knows for the coco (for the coco)
Ripper want my ass I gotta go go (I gotta go)
I bounce on cloud to cloud, I pogo (I pogo)
Used to beat my di*k to Jennifer Aniston photo (photo)
Now I scrapin' dinner plates and smokin' like a bozo (like a bozo)
Never get on solo, maybe my eyes be solo (solo, oh)
Sponsoring your b*tch, my di*k her logo (her logo)
Got a habit I can't break, my brain a yo-yo (a yo-yo)
Yeah, my conscience up like, "Ay, you tryna smoke bro?" (smoke bro)
Psych, my jaws, my momma look at me like "no, no" (she like "no, no")
I pull out my di*k and she suck it, that sh*t just busts like a musket (yeah)
She tell me she love it, ooh that b*tch really love it
Ha
Look at her mouth when she flutter, you're lookin' like "damn" I'm looking like "f*ck it" (f*ck it)
I hit a lick, like a muppet (muppet)
I see a titty, I touch it (see a titty, I touch it!)
Throw me the keys to the car, get in the car, start up the car, wee
G-O-D D-A-M-N I am F-A-D-E-D (oh yea)
And I'm lookin' for Ms. Lyssa down the street, where the weed (where the weed)
Damn, I thought you would never ask. (ay)
I'm hella sad. (yo)
My old b*tch had a better ass (hey yeah), my new b*tch she won't lemme smash
That promise ring, she gon' tell her dad
Uhh, let me get a number 7, and all the sides you can get with that
I been on my couch, day dreaming of a b*tch landing on my di*k like a helipad (like a helipad)
Running through my mind hear the, "skrrt, skrrt" can't stop ho I'm going hella fast (I'm going hella fast)
And that was a message from Brad
[OUTRO]
Uh oh, uh uh oh oh
Huh
Ay
Cuckoo, cuckoo. Poor little green man, we're looking for you
Oh, thank you ladies