Yucky

[Chorus]
(What the?)
Yuck
Uh, yuck
Uh, yuck
Uh, yuck
I find that shit kind of yucky
I find that shit kind of yucky
I find that shit kind of yucky
I'm at the Met, karaoke
I find that shit kind of yucky

[Verse 1]
I cut through this shit like Shinobi (Yeah)
I make her blow like Chernobyl (Yeah)
I put in the weed of my strain, not rosin, me don't fuck with botherin' (Yeah)
Whippin' that pot like ain't botherin'
Man'll get slimed out like Bovril
Man have to play with her nipple like (Yeah)
Man have to play with her nipple like console

[Chorus]
Uh, yuck (Buh, huh)
Uh, yuck (Boom)
Uh, yuck (Brrt)
I find that shit kind of yucky
I find that shit kind of yucky
I find that shit kind of yucky
I'm at the Met, karaoke
I find that shit, I find that shit kind of, yeah
Uh, yuck (Buh, huh)
Uh, yuck (Boom)
Uh, yuck (Brrt)
I find that shit kind of yucky
I find that shit kind of yucky
I find that shit kind of
I'm at the Met, karaoke
I find that shit kind of yucky

[Verse 2]
Huh, two-tone metal, this grip on wax, uh
I'm feelin' Leonardo DiCaprio, I'm slickin' back
Rock my swag in boot-cut jeans, at the crib, I'm rockin' my denim wax
Yeah, this baddie wanna take this aubergine, like Eiffel, I'm up in her crack
I find that shit kind of, uh
I find that, uh, yuck
I find that shit kind of yucky
You rock out a show and I bring out a brucky
I find that shit kind of yucky
Steppin' with arms out, puttin' this clip in your mouth like Sully
I find that shit kind of yucky
I find that shit kind of yucky
I find that shit kind of, yuck