CUPID NO ARROW

[Intro]
Mario
Ay, yuh

[Verse 1]
Okay like, ever since I was just a boy
I don't wanna play wit' bitches, I don't wanna play wit' toys
I be seein' niggas spittin' and that kinda give me joy
I'm not basic, like a white bitch who from Illinois, wearin' Corduroys (Corduroys)
I don't care about money, I just really want the fuckin' fame (Ay, ay)
But these niggas trippin', they can't even say my fuckin' name (Fuckin' name)
Cupid got no arrow, but my lyrics always set to aim (What?)
Fire then I ask you, "Does it burn you, when you hear a flame" (Ayy)
I am a meme rapper, so I just really like the comedy (Yuh)
She only fuck for the sodomy
My pubes look like a pile of broccoli (Ay)
Why you try to rap, when you sound like a wannabe
I only rap, when I read me the, Odyssey, audibly (Yuh)
My dick wobbly, will I get E.D?
Yeah- shit probably, fuck my bodily (Ay)

[Verse 2]
Functions, when I get big I'm stuck in a junction
Do I go left or right- when I run shit
I rap hard, like a nigga made of tungsten
I speak shit, like a gassed up Russian (Yuh)
Oh shit, fuck lemme do introductions
Hi I'm Z, I like to do fuck-shit!
But if you try me, you might get the dungeon
I'm just playin', just, no interruptions
I'm gon' fuck my sis, like a redneck
She gon' bounce on me, like a bad check
She give head, like a white boy crew neck
My hand up, like a kid doin' head check
I'm gonna nae-nae, off of the poop deck (Ay, ay)
Okay like woah!

[Interlude]
(Boing)
This mother fucker, he really
He put, he put his tag in the middle of the fucking song
How-how disrespectful, how fucking-
Ay, ay, ay, okay like woah (Let's a go)

[Verse 3]
I'm bring it back, like a medic (RESUSCIATE)
You-you speak big shit, can't hold your body weight (Ay)
I'm in her mouth like a biscuit, cheddar bay
I'm gonna Zoom, like a kid, tryna' graduate
Got me a calculator, on my watch
My wrist analytical, like Chris Boss (What?)
Oh my gosh, Kim Jong Un, turned into a squash
And I don't like bitches, who know how to wash their pussy!
Pu the S into stupid like Stussy
I sit on a nigga like a cushion, no Whoopie
You a stupid-ass bitch, lil nigga you a rookie (Ay, ay)
And I'm gonna change flows now, don't you lookie!
I carve my way like a SoundCloud artisan
And I rap fresh like a whiff of cardamon
Guardian, she wanna fuck for a cardigan
I like both cheeks, I'm bi-partisan!

[Outro]
(So long Kinga Bowser)
Ay, (Prod Flixterr)
Ay, okay like damn, what