(shaggy the air head on the beat!)

[Verse 1]
Saying you a Juggalo bitch I need proof
All my dogs so aloof (ooh)
(?) like a toof
But a killer not the deuce deuce
Big ol’ money bag (?)
Sauce dripping’ cous cous
In the Tesla I be looking through the roof in the cut with a duck and a bitch going goose goose
All she really gotta do is choose choose
I just (?) for some shoes, shoes
Bout to take my Momma on a cruise while you broke and a hater that's a motherfucking lose (lose)
Old ass sucker need prune juice (yeah)
Ouija got a motherfuckin’ screw loose
Sеrial killer no Froot Loops
All my juggalos with me say Whoop Whoop
All in that cut like a razor bladе
Sitting in the shade with a lemonade
I been underground for a decade
All you little industry plants looking Minute Maid
You will never see me regulate (Nah)
Juff ass boy hyperventilate (ventilate)
Everybody know y’all hella fake with ya whole motherfucking label at a dinner date (dinner date?)

[Chorus]
This that sicko shit that wicked shit that we on
Running with the hatchet like a fucking baton (yuh)
This the type of shit that psycho shit that we on
Hatchet in the moonlight bitch one chop and you gone
This that sicko shit that wicked shit that we on
You ain’t with the wicked motherfucker be gone
This the type of shit that psycho shit that we on
Running with the hatchet like a fucking baton
[Verse 2]
I don’t give a fuck who hating on me
I’ma let the broke boy be
You a fuddy duddy (?) is nothing to a G
Iced out hatchet on me (on me)
Nothing but them killers ‘round me (round me!)
I just got top from a bop and I filmed the whole shit on a POV (just like that)
(?) (ooh)
I’ma keep the killing on spree
Can’t spell Juggalo without the motherfucking ‘O’ and I'ma take the one from OG
Ops (?) that's goof troop
I'ma keep my foot up in they poop shoot
All of you suckers gon’ scoop poop
All my Juggalos with me say Whoop Whoop
All in that cut like a razor blade
Sitting in the shade with a lemonade (lemonade!)
I been underground for a decade
All you little industry plants looking Minute Maid (minute maid!)
You will never see me regulate (Nah)
Juff ass boy hyperventilate (ventilate)
Everybody know y’all hella fake I'ma kill 'em all I ain't even gonna hesitate
(run it up)

[Chorus]
This that sicko shit that wicked shit that we on
Running with the hatchet like a fucking baton (yuh)
This the type of shit that psycho shit that we on
Hatchet in the moonlight bitch one chop and you gone
This that sicko shit that wicked shit that we on
You ain’t with the wicked motherfucker be gone
This the type of shit that psycho shit that we on
Running with the hatchet like a fucking baton