Family Game Night

[Intro: Splash Daddy & Theycallmejeff]
(Jeff grunts and goes back up to his room)
Swear to God, bro
Like, the- you had the audacity to fucking hit me up for a fucking feature
You can't pay me enough, nigga, you broke, nigga
Your- Your style's wack
Your fuckin' mixing's wack
The fucking beat is wack
Everything about you is wack, bro
You're never gonna make it, bro
Never hit me up again, please, bye
(Jeff, are, are you okay?) Mmm

[Verse]
Up at eleven, be geekin' like Mandaar
So wavy, I think I need know when this damn art
Big water, big soda, keep watch for a damn shark
Always been geeked up in this way from the damn start
Better be the way to thе muhfuckin' last part
Bitch, I'm a stork like a muhfuckin' landmark
Ain't no time for a slow-mo, fast forward
Bitch I'm on go, two hundred on thе tennis board (Yuh, yuh, yuh)
I ain't playin' games, muhfuck guess who (Guess who)
Candy lay in the beep, bitch I got a sweet tooth
Wait, I be killin' shit, muhfuck get a clue
Find a weapon and the body in the fuckin' living room
Way to blow two thirty, muhfuck get a broom (Sweep sweep)
Bitch I'm a treasure like two gold doubloons (Bling bling)
Came through, make a splash, call me Jeff the typhoon
Yeah I'm nice with the tracks, roll a cup, tycoon
Nothin' personal kid, tell 'em books behind you (Uh-huh)
Heard the competition, cops never find you (Uh-huh)
Man of my craft, bitch never mind you
Damned if you eight, yeah, four times two (Hoo, hoo)
Five times two, yeah nigga on ten
I could do this in my sleep, wake up, do it again (Uh-huh)
I'm gettin' too cocky, bitch I rap with a grin
Doomed thread like pays, bitch I'm nice with a pen (Woo, woo, woo)
Lights, camera, action, somethin' like scar girls (Mm-hm)
You can get smoked, somethin' like my pearls (Mm-hm)
Fuck on the beat, got it on all fours (All fours)
Oh you're fine, it's such a small world (Small world)
Feelin' so good, on my face, got a smirk
Fresh everywhere I go, rockin' Gucci at work (Hoo, hoo)
Casket shirt, put these bitches in the dirt
Hit the region on the grave, got no screamin', you're a jerk (Uh-huh)
Fans might break me 'cause a nigga pushin' dope (Alright)
All my shit cracked, nigga slingin' all the yolk (Alright)
Nigga switchin' roles, gotta go, fuck about
My face, por favor, gracias, adios (Adios)
Smokin' grade A, think that bitch an honor roll (Woo, woo)
Trees everywhere, but this ain't a dollar store
If I were to come down, I'd have to scream "Geronimo" (Geronimo)
This a fat-ass blunt, look like crack man on a low
I might hit my sword a ling while I'm smokin' on this Joe
I might pull up all black, lookin' fly, livin' crow (Livin' crow)
I might spin a fuckin' chip, like this shit a fucking globe
Might had a blueprint, damn I think I need a ho
I'm just tryna get this green like a nigga from the grow
I'm just steady cookin' up, and I haven't touched the stove
I'm just feelin' like a star, teach these bitches like a fro
And my word, oh not from mimic shop, on my nigga bro

[Outro: Alpha Savage]
Man, fuck Jeff, man, his music is fuckin' trash
It sucks monkey dicks
Weird-ass nigga
(Jeff, what the fuck are you doing?)