Released: September 12, 2019
Featuring: Foster Cazz
Songwriter: Abhi the Nomad
Producer: Abhi the Nomad
[Intro: Abhi the Nomad]
Yuh
Yuh, yuh
Make it, mmm
Make it move
[Verse 1: Abhi the Nomad]
Me and my Rugrat gang in the shit (Whoop)
Hair did, ass out, bangs with the clip (Whoop)
Do something crazy that you could forget (Yeah)
You wanna be famous? Sing to my dick
Aww, Bobby Flay on that pussy for the panel (Nah)
I gave it nine 'cause she yellow with the flannel (Lame)
She goin' down, doin' things wit' her teeth
Clean, best in the game, Fantano, yuh
Do it for the squad and the cheerleader, go team
Shake your tail, little mama, do the Yoshi
I'm down to smash with the bros like—
Oh, you got the GameCube on? Play no teams
Look at my haircut, bitch, I'm beautiful
Look at my shirt stain, bitch, I'm beautiful
Look at my dirty-ass glasses, gorgeous
Young pretty muthaf***
[Chorus: Abhi the Nomad]
Look back at it, like Lisa
Bring it back up top like a T-shirt
Do the prayer hands, do the preacher
I never fall off, good pizza
My whole thang be the shit
I'm a beautiful bitch, I'm beautiful
My whole gang be legit
We beautiful, bitch, we beautiful
[Verse 2: Foster Cazz, Abhi the Nomad]
Mustache curled, I'm ready to dive in it (Yeah)
I hit it raw, give her my literal five inches
Yeah, I been sauce
Slippin' in DMs, I slide in it
You see them with fire women
And they all massagin' 'em
My ex knows, as far as sex goes, I'm beautiful
Ten toes in ten minutes, fuckin' unusual (Uhh)
Hit 'em with the helicopter swing till my dick breaks
Sir-presto, organic pestos, my dick tastes (Ayy!)
Yo, my whole fit's hand-me-downs
And my guitar not tuned, hit the whammy now
Still alive at my grammy house
And on stage where they flash me and throw a couple panties out
Call me "Thick Fang Fosty," I've got a sick name
The cool kids can't admit they stand me now
So get on this train 'fore I get a Grammy now
You ugly bitches can't stand me now
So I'ma take a look back at it
[Chorus: Abhi the Nomad]
Look back at it, like Lisa
Bring it back up top like a t-shirt
Do the prayer hands, do the preacher
I never fall off, good pizza
My whole thang be the shit
I'm a beautiful bitch, I'm beautiful
My whole gang be legit
We beautiful, bitch, we beautiful
[Outro: Abhi the Nomad & Foster Cazz]
And in this twisted time, I know the skies will fall
But I won't save it all
No, it's not my calling
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Yuh
Yuh, yuh
Make it, mmm
Make it move
[Verse 1: Abhi the Nomad]
Me and my Rugrat gang in the shit (Whoop)
Hair did, ass out, bangs with the clip (Whoop)
Do something crazy that you could forget (Yeah)
You wanna be famous? Sing to my dick
Aww, Bobby Flay on that pussy for the panel (Nah)
I gave it nine 'cause she yellow with the flannel (Lame)
She goin' down, doin' things wit' her teeth
Clean, best in the game, Fantano, yuh
Do it for the squad and the cheerleader, go team
Shake your tail, little mama, do the Yoshi
I'm down to smash with the bros like—
Oh, you got the GameCube on? Play no teams
Look at my haircut, bitch, I'm beautiful
Look at my shirt stain, bitch, I'm beautiful
Look at my dirty-ass glasses, gorgeous
Young pretty muthaf***
[Chorus: Abhi the Nomad]
Look back at it, like Lisa
Bring it back up top like a T-shirt
Do the prayer hands, do the preacher
I never fall off, good pizza
My whole thang be the shit
I'm a beautiful bitch, I'm beautiful
My whole gang be legit
We beautiful, bitch, we beautiful
[Verse 2: Foster Cazz, Abhi the Nomad]
Mustache curled, I'm ready to dive in it (Yeah)
I hit it raw, give her my literal five inches
Yeah, I been sauce
Slippin' in DMs, I slide in it
You see them with fire women
And they all massagin' 'em
My ex knows, as far as sex goes, I'm beautiful
Ten toes in ten minutes, fuckin' unusual (Uhh)
Hit 'em with the helicopter swing till my dick breaks
Sir-presto, organic pestos, my dick tastes (Ayy!)
Yo, my whole fit's hand-me-downs
And my guitar not tuned, hit the whammy now
Still alive at my grammy house
And on stage where they flash me and throw a couple panties out
Call me "Thick Fang Fosty," I've got a sick name
The cool kids can't admit they stand me now
So get on this train 'fore I get a Grammy now
You ugly bitches can't stand me now
So I'ma take a look back at it
[Chorus: Abhi the Nomad]
Look back at it, like Lisa
Bring it back up top like a t-shirt
Do the prayer hands, do the preacher
I never fall off, good pizza
My whole thang be the shit
I'm a beautiful bitch, I'm beautiful
My whole gang be legit
We beautiful, bitch, we beautiful
[Outro: Abhi the Nomad & Foster Cazz]
And in this twisted time, I know the skies will fall
But I won't save it all
No, it's not my calling
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh