Panettone

Skate Converse cuz I'm the one true star You are the bitch, the Sketcher in a shoe store Two bars all it takes to take your fame away And fade away harder, James Harden in a Pacer game Tape your chain, I'll snatch it with my tasty aim Tasty like a fucking slice of pie onside a platter plate My rate Well it's fatter than a batter cake makes a skinny bitch that ain't ate since last Saturday Had her make some pancakes and a can of beans F*ck with Wintergreen, frying pan to your knees Catch so many checks that they calling me Nike I fight tomboys and dikes like how Onfroy would like me to Gold tooths like a douche in the booth I spit spoof and half truths like my ass got roofied Choose me, probably cuz I'm cooler than sushi Mr. Cucumber ice cube mixed twice in a smoothie Pause Juicy picking got my flow off the grapevine Catch me bitching in the kitchen, whippin' dinners and bass lines up I'm the God, the maker and the savior Captain Vonnie, The Creator with his major bad behavior Got more flavors than a tater tot, you hate him cuz your flavor soft Paid him off with dollars and a collen pot of chicken stock It's Vonnie with that talking glock Pocket full of taco sauce condoms and a rocket that gon' rot you like a chocolate pop Candy sweet, sugar rock like a cavity The agony I'm causing off a balcony and gravity In this fantasy, Lord Vonnie is the majesty Start trashing on the bastard and you'll wind up in a tragedy Rapping be my practice when I have to pee Come to me so easy, probably writing while I'm jacking meat