Lil Diabetes on the fucking track
Run, run, as fast as you can
You can’t catch me, I’m the gingerbread boy
Lil Diabetes on the track and I’m so goddamn fast, you can’t even catch up to me because you’re not better than me so shut the fuck up, end in doubt
Run, run, as fast as you can, if you want this present then you better catch me bitch!
I’m the gingerbread boy, just admit it
Cookies are my favourite because I’m so goddamn fast
You already know what’s up, it’s Lil Diabetes on the track and i’m gonna spit this fucking heat and boutta pull up across the street
You know what, it’s good
I don’t know what’s good but so, uh, who gives a fucking shit because there’s only like 59 seconds
1 minute to do this shit, I don’t give a fuck
Gift me at fucking christmas or you gonna get your fucking ass shot
Ay, that was so bad, oh my god, I gotta redeem that shit, here we go
I’m gonna pull up, I’m gonna pull up, ay, run
That was it, what the fuck?