BabyTron - Whoopty Fucking Do lyrics

(Hokatiwi) they can't fuck with you, Tron
They can't fuck with me
Man, they can't even fuck with you,  Tron
They can't fuck with me
They can't fuck with you,  Tron
They can't fuck with me
They can't fuck with you, Tron
They can't fuck with me, can they?
That's a dumbass question
We know they can't fuck with me
Ha, this shit too easy ayy, ayy, ShittyBoyz

Oh, you made ten bands? Whoopty fucking do
Looking in the mirror like, "Tron
They can’t fuck with you"
Scam God, turned a slug to a couple blues
Voice in my head saying, "Tron
They can’t fuck with you"
(They can’t fuck with you)
Ha ha, on God they can't fuck with me
Ran up the score, check the board, dawg
We up fifty (We up fifty)
All that ho shit you pulled? Stuck with me
Made a hundred by myself
They can’t fuck with me

My teacher thought that I was slow as fuck
I ain’t need math to touch twenty, bitch
I'm going up (Bing)
Feel like a MOAB, bitch, I'm blowing up
Twenty-five kills through this bitch
Shooter going nuts
Granny yelling like, "Tron
Why you leave the porch?" (Why?)
Had to get my head in the game, EA Sports
(Ha)
If it's online, huh, then it’s free for sure
Bitch playing games, I am not a PS4 (Bitch)
Grabbed a hundred jacks off an Android
Two straps on me
Leave 'em wet like I’m Blastoise
Stop sending me them links, you ass, boy
Told that bitch give me
Space like an asteroid (Give me space)
In the kitchen cooking up like I'm Based God
Bro shooting opps in real life
He don’t play COD
Money mission, money mission
Feel like James Bond look at yourself
I can’t beef with no gay bop (I can’t)
Get the fuck off my phone
I’m embossing a piece (Woo)
Stan quarterback to back so I’m Austin in T
(Woo) if you plan on offing me then
You off of the beans
Hopping on this wave? You gon’ probably
Get lost in the sea (Bye)
Can’t remember last time that I got a favor
(I can’t) scoring off the turn arounds
Like a shot creator (Turn around)
If the steak fucked up, I'ma pop the waiter
AR'll put him in a suit like a commentator

Oh, you made ten bands? Whoopty fucking do
Looking in the mirror like, "Tron
They can’t fuck with you"
Scam God, turned a slug to a couple blues
Voice in my head saying, "Tron
They can’t fuck with you"
(They can’t fuck with you)
Ha ha, on God they can't fuck with me
Ran up the score, check the board, dawg
We up fifty (We up fifty)
All that ho shit you pulled? Stuck with me
Made a hundred by myself
They can’t fuck with me

Just punched three X’s, Tentacion
Said he gon’ kill me but he probably won’t
(He won’t) bitch knocking stores out
Call her "Holly Holm"
Jugging with some gel in my hair
Call me "Bobby Jones" (On God)
Ha ha, Shawn Michaels, I’m a heartbreaker
(Woo) i'm just chilling like a villain
Feel like Darth Vader
Been scoring, OT, I’m the star player
Put a bullet in his atrium
Fuck a heart grazer
Hitmonlee, stick got mega kick
Beyblade chop
Up the stick and I’ll let it rip
Rolling out with that shot like I set a pick
Real backwards shit
Checked his temp then I left him sick (Ha)
In the store itching bad, I’m a fraud addict
(Woop)
Good punch from Hawaii, this bitch volcanic
Shock his ass like I’m Raiden
I want all static
If the punch green, Hulk smash
I'ma cause havoc (Hulk smash)
Big chop
Do I look like I'm 'bout to fight? (Do I?)
Passive mode with this VPN, I’m out of sight
(I’m out of there) hibernating in my bag
This my thousandth night
Fucked up a thousand sights 'fore
I got a thousand likes (On God)
Just made ten three times, feel like Jokic
(Triple double)
Bitch said I’m broke, who dick she smoking?
Off the scam potion, in my zone, bitch
I’m focused you're a super ham, bitch
Stop trying to act heroic

Oh, you made ten bands? Whoopty fucking do
Looking in the mirror like, "Tron
They can’t fuck with you"
Scam God, turned a slug to a couple blues
Voice in my head saying, "Tron
They can’t fuck with you"
(They can’t fuck with you)
Ha ha, on God they can't fuck with me
Ran up the score, check the board, dawg
We up fifty (We up fifty)
All that ho shit you pulled? Stuck with me
Made a hundred by myself
They can’t fuck with me

Say some shit I ain’t heard before (Please)
You can’t hide in the crib
This a thermal scope (There he go)
Walk in the strip
Hoes know I'm turnt for sure
Dukes said it's obstacles so I
Had to hurdle those (On God)
I’m just tryna get rich
And maybe fuck Karrueche (Aye, aye)
If it’s money back there, I'ma bust a U-ey
(Skrrt, skrrt) bump yo head with a bullet
If you bump into me
In ATL jacked up while I’m bumping Gucci

Ha ha, no cap, y'all cannot fuck with me
I’m undefeated with this shit
I damn near time traveled with this shit
I’m in a different dimension, catch up, man
This shit too easy, like, for real
Too fucking easy, it's BabyTron and I’m out
Ha ha, bitch ayy, ayy