[Verse 1]
White motherfucker, back with a vengeance
Looking wicked, with the baddest intentions
Catch you slippin', then I'm slapping you senseless
But if you're a prick, you'll get stabbed with syringes
Just a skinny little white dude
Chilling like a mother fucking ice cube
Imma toot it and boot it cause I'm a Tycoon
I been doin' it to it since up in High school
So let 'em get a little shine, just little bit of press
Then they'll say that they "ain't in it for the show biz"
That they "ain't like most kids", they "focused"
But they lyin', and the real homies know this
I might not be singin' to a sold out crowd
But I'm waging a war like I'm Colin Powell
And I might rock an older sound
But I love hip hop, so I hold her down
Wow, bitch I'm a dog for the kitty
Like holy cow, my paws on your titty
The Golden Child - I'll be gone in a minute
Then I'm homeward bound, puttin on for my city
Really, you could be the prince up in Bel Air
Or living in the city up on wel fare
As long as you with it, we'll go a mile a minute
Tell me the sky is the limit? I'll be like "hell yeah!"
[Hook]
Mike Bars
Yeah, that's my name, bitch
Baby all these other rappers ain't shit
Or maybe I'm a little faster paced
Cause I can rap for days
Like I just hacked the Matrix
Mike Bars
Bitch, I rock like a Stone!
Chokin' my chicken up with your mom on the phone
Fuck it, I ain't even puttin' on no cologne
I'll just take her to the crib, get a condom and bone
[Verse 2]
Mike Bars
Lookin down on you bitches like I'm the
Night stars
All I see is amoebas and people's
Bikes, cars
If you think I'm beneath ya, it's cuz I'm
Like Jaws, I bite broads!
We're coming up under 'em, they won't even see us
Like when your chick is sucking your 3-inch penis
If you ain't telling me I'm a freakin' genius
You'll be hanging up by your neck like your Jesus piece is
Goddamn, that guy can rap
Girl, I could do it all with my hands behind my back
Baby, let me pop your cherry
I'm Legen *scratches* dary!
I get paid because my raps is tight
When this shit bang, it make your ass ignite
Stiff dick game, and see my abs is right
Your chick's nickname for me is Magic Mike
Imma fuck her with a rubber
'Til I come under the covers
Bout as slutty as your mother was in '96
Bitch, I only do it for the grimey chicks
When they be making a living climbing dicks
Shit, glasses with the gelled hair
You don't like it, go and take it elsewhere
The sky is the limit, that's probably why I'm up in it
But am I fly as a pidgeon? They shouting "hell yeah!"
[Hook 2]
Mike Bars
Yeah, that's my name, bitch
Baby all these other rappers ain't shit
Or maybe I'm a little faster paced
Cause I can rap for days
Like I just hacked the Matrix
Mike Bars
Bitch, I rock like a Stone!
Chokin' my chicken up with your mom on the phone
Fuck it, I ain't even puttin' on no cologne
I'll just take her to the crib, get a condom and bone
Oh my God, Mike Bars (x3)
Shut up, bitch, and get up off my nards
Oh my God, Mike Bars (x3)
Shut up, bitch, and get up off my nards
[Verse 3]
Somebody better get the medic!
They found 2 Chainz ass with a fist up in it
Now motherfuckers try to tell me that I'm schizophrenic
Yo, but the Doc said I'm not, so it's just a headache, right?
Fuck Molly, I'm too sick to touch it
I'll piss in a cup 'for I'm kicking the bucket
My dick's in your slut, now this bitch want to suck it
She licking me up on my Chicken McNuggets
You better run 'for I get my squad!
Or Soulja Boy on a trick, like Yah!
If you's a hater then I'll raise some Hell
So call me Dave Chapelle, I'll bust a clip like Byah!
Imma spit it 'til I'm outdated
Teaching B's how to F, like they down grading
Then I'll smack myself like, "Oh, that might help"
While I pass my L's like I sound Asian
You can try to get rid of me
Give me a kick, but I'm not gonna miss a beat
Dog, you got to be kidding me
I'm not a beast, I'm a monstrous centipede
You're as pointless as Twitter beef
Wanna stand out? Watch a porno in skinny jeans
Barely normal, I'm sort of a different breed
My raps are paranormal activities
Now you're bumping the hottest of Mike B
Bet you never expected a white G
To be kicking a rhythm like Tai Chi
Now you know there ain't nobody like me
Come and roll to my Dojo
I'm as cold as a snow cone
MVP, no Game Six
What's my name, what's my name bitch?
[Hook 2]
[Bridge]
I know you're tryna keep me off of your mind
Oh my God, Mike Bars
That must be why your thong is off to the side
Oh my God, oh my God, Mike Bars
