Fiona

[Intro]
Haha, yeah, okay
What? (Damn, TJ, can we join Major Mob?)
Fuck

[Chorus]
Green on me like I'm Shrek, my bitch named Fiona
Fuck taking a trip to Miami, let's go to Barcelona
Leave these bitches with a stale face like they Lisa, Mona
Damn, I meant Mona Lisa, but I got dirty soda

[Verse]
I clap a nigga bitch like Thunder, this ain't Oklahoma
Stopped smoking, but I keep on coughing like I got Corona
Choked a bitch like, "May the force be with you," but I feel like Yoda
Walk around like Scotty, I'm Lil Yachty, cold like Minnesota
I ain't from Minnesota, but I'm still cold
Shoutout to my granny, she big balling, but she still old
Brodie, show respect or earn this trap just like some shell toes
Guess I must confess that I'm a thief because I steal hoes
Applying pressure to myself, ain't never let up
Ain't worried 'bout no eight hours of sleep, it's time to get up
I ain't average, nigga, manifest the baggage, nigga
I been fighting demons, y'all too busy fighting habits, nigga
She a silly rabbit, nigga, stop all the tricks, bruh, that shit for kids
Before he get a chance to grab his blick, I'm finna break his rib
Before he get a chance to bag his bitch, I'm finna call her dibs
Leave that nigga like a basket-case, ain't got no place to live
Leave a nigga in the casket at the funeral home
Oh, you never heard of my music? This shit new to your dome
Knocking at the opps' front door like I'm new to they home
Pulled up with the brand new SRT and it's wrapped with the chrome
Lost myself inside my fucking head, R.I.P. conscience
Bitch, I'm Spider-Man, I shoot my webs, like fuck the Green Goblin
Been three hours since she gave me head, bitch, you still slobbing?
Everybody hates TJ Major, I guess I'm Chris Rock-ing
Don't use no drugs to cope, guess that's something you should know
I was that young nigga that put my bike inside the liquor store
I was that lil' nigga that everybody took as a joke
But now, I'm set on top to stomp on niggas like I'm Julio
Feeling jolly like a holiday 'cause nigga, this the season
Niggas chasing hoes, but that shit get old like Morgan Freeman
Plug the pastor with the loudest za', but really, I'm a demon
I should tell God on his ass, but that's considered leaching
This Comedy Central 'cause I roll with the silliest crew
Know you acting goofy, let me show you what Mickey'll do
Smoke upon the herb, I'm with Ferb and Phineas too
All my opps fairly odd, I wonder what Vicky'll do

[Chorus]
Green on me like I'm Shrek, my bitch named Fiona
Fuck taking a trip to Miami, let's go to Barcelona
Leave these bitches with a stale face like they Lisa, Mona
Damn, I meant Mona Lisa, but I gotta change the quote up

[Outro]
Haha, yeah, okay
What? On dog and 'nem
Bitch, on dog and 'nem
Yeah, okay
Yeah, okay