WhiteBoy

I know doggy sick, he let the white boy hit his bitch
ShittyBoyz, Dog$hit Militia, long live $cam

I know doggy sick, he let the white boy hit his bitch
You know my pop's Black, but I'm a white boy in these sticks
You know my pop Black, but I'm with white boys in the sticks
All it takes is a white voice to make a six
They think Slim Shady back, a white boy in the mix
I'd be down to white boy Ricky

Nowadays, it's BabyTron or eat the white boys' images
Safe to say that I'm the greatest white boy in Michigan
Safe to say that I'm the greatest white boy in history
Err'body knows a white boy who's tryna mimic me
I don't care if you white, Black, blue, go gеt some cheese
I'm the whitе boy with some rhythm who don't miss a beat
Who would catch a B? Who would hit the V?
White boy trippin', bitch, I'm him with a Hennehine

My white boys trippin', in here tryna sniff the lean
White boy keep a glee, I feel like Pistol Pete
Air Forces so white, you'd think they came from Mr. Clean
White boy, but I got more gold than Mr. T
Watch this white boy go, now it's a mystery
The white boy'll have a yellow bone come hit her knee
White boy, Black lawyer, watch him beat this bitch like Creed
A-oop it like I'm Luka, I'll shoot it like I'm Larry Bird

I'm the Steve Kerr to my team, and I mean every word
Sleeve Nash, hotter than the sun, like when the cherry burn
'Cuddy think he Chris Anderson, he coppin' every Bird
R.I.P. my Nini, I know you can't believe it
Bottega jeans, shorts on, just call me Tron Cena
This white boy miss his redbone, that Waukesha
White boy, but my Sprite more Black than Don Cheadle
I'm the white boy, hit the hitter, all the mob meanin'
I'm the greatest white boy on Earth until I stop breathin'

White boy, I'll pull my own stunts, Evel Knievel
I jump out of my own truck
I put a bitch to sleep like she Snow White
This that pure white, squint your eyes, this shit so bright
Dana White, my man inside fought the whole night
Shave the white hair off, you'd think we sold lights
I feel like me and this pint of Tris, souls tied
We servin' white boys, hunkies, they scream, "Roll Tide!"
This ain't no white girl, but this bitch got a blow dryer
Boy, these Carti so white, like some Rodeis, huh

They sick of white boys winnin'
They ask where I had a white boy privilege
This shit was all us, ShittyBoyz, Dog$hit Militia
7-7-7-2, long live $cam, R.I.P. Chris. T-double-HL shit