Fee fee, fi fi, fo fo, fum
Are you dizzy, are you dumb?
Fee fee, fi fi, fo fo, fum
Who’s that kid that come from Brighton?
I’m in my room producing hits
And when I mix it, pour some juice in it
Its so prolific, it’s that boujee shit
And when the beat drops like this
I’m losing it
Yes my, yes my, yes my brother
Baddest kid in the game, sick motherfucker
Sounds hardcore so raw, no rubber
Milk that, milk that, milk that udder
Ooh, truly Keizer chief, ruby, ruby
I’m Scooby-doo, ghost a groupie
Spooky, poltergeist raps are booky
Fuji; snap a pic of the booty