[Verse 1: Flynt Flossy]
Ch-ch-check the blogs, what you gon' say?

Everybody talk about Flynt Flossy
Easy well, he can't rap
Take that back, I rip all tracks

And some blogs be talking smack
(?) long time to react
(Y'all got fans?) Yes, we do

And sold-out shows so screw you too
Floss got fame now, he's sexy
Damn, these girls be all on me

Open those legs bon appetit
Gimme those toes when you lick them feet
Like doggy food, I'm pedigree

So hating blogs get off of me
Don't care 'bout what you gotta say
And no, I'm not Charlie Murphy!


[Verse 2: Yung Humma]
I hang with a G, bang with a jeep

Got lady fans that really wanna smang with a jeep, y'all
Think it's a date, won't creep, wanna peep
Tryna dig up dirt, yeah the jeeps gon' sleep

Two (?) lose it
Have a (?)
Where I'm from? Does it make a difference?

If I said to look away, would you turn around
And take me off the hit-list?
I don't think so

Are you mad right now? Yeah, I know
Go home, put your thumb in your mouth
And lay in a position that's fetal

No time for babies
All the credit to the fans who ladies
Start writing this trash in your blog

Play around, acting like you hate me
Yung Humma


[Verse 3: Childish Gambino]
Yeah
I'm a Mac Pro with an afro

And you guys blow like the Satchmo
And my cash flow out the $$#hole
And my last show was the Camp Tour

Saw your blog on Thursday
You only re-blog %#@! girls say
You didn't re-tweet my birthday

All your comments say firsts are so gay
Okay, we the fanboys
Sex fantasies with Androids

But I $#&@in' mean what I'm writing
If I see you, ^!$$%, we fightin'
On that %#@!, take a whiff

Move in silence like a .gif
If you try to hack my phone, you'll see pics when you ain't home
Man, royalty to the maximum

Got racks, and we stackin' 'em
I like beef when it's actual
I love how ^!$$%s talk that %#@! when you know you ain't catching 'em

Man, racist on your page, you should be on Key & Peele
Is that really how you feel?
^!$$%, the internet isn't real!

Yeah, I saw a lady get $#&@ed in the $$# by a goat
Laugh for an hour, that's all she wrote
Would I laugh if I saw that %#@! in real life?

Yes (yeah)
$#&@ your broad with a broomstick
I could $#&@ your girl with a Q-Tip

If I see you, ^!$$%, let's do %#@!
Gambino boy, you stupid