Rapping in my underwear

Rapping in my underwear Like bitch I don't care Knock it off with that crazy stare Rolling back the time like the dinosaurs My ice so drippy they say it pours Don't even ask if it's mine or yours I used to supply your bum Like you sucking on your thumb Handing that shit out for free Like y'all really owe me I can't call your ass my homie When you can't even roll me A joint You get the point Your useless You like Eustace The way you cowardly dog over your head like a flying hog My bad I don't mean to mog Take off in my Honda Accord Two seater cuz your ass can't ride Gonna haft to stand to the side Take off in second gear Redlining in your ear You wouldn't even know Cuz you can't drive manual Go put on your suit Answer the phone Before you get the boot Turned into a clone Throw your ass off that throne Everything you got the bank owns Put on the damn calone You stink like a garbage can Your ass built like Fatman, the Human Flying Saucer. Like get on the roster You ain't even on the bored Your ass hasn't scored The screen says zero Light up like a piro What's that in your hair? Doritos