Yucky Blucky Fruitcake

Doechii, why don't you introduce yourself to the class?
 Okay?
 Hi, my names Doechii with two i's
 I feel anxious when I'm high
 Teachers say I talk too much
 Momma say I'on talk enough
 In the dark, I'm like a torch
 From the hood, I hopped the porch
 I don't bang or slang on gang
 But my dada keep them thangs
 Speak up, speak up, speak up
 Speak
 I get a little violent when I play the game of tag
 I get a little quiet when I think about the bag
 I slob when I sleep and I wake up with a drag
 I'm pulling out my teeth so I wake up to the cash
 This is who I am from the back to the front
 I never had to pay for my schoolhouse lunch
 My momma used stamps 'cause she need a little help
 But a nigga made do with the cards been dealt
 I try to act smart 'cause I want a lot of friends
 I never really went with the flow or the trends
 I think I like girls but I think I like men
 Doechii is a dick, I never fit in
 Overly cocky, I'm hyper-ambitious
 Me-me-me-me
 Bitch, I'm narcin-assistic
 I am a black girl who beat the statistics
 Fuck the opinions and all the logistics
 Aha, wow ha! (Speak up, speak up, speak up)
 Wow well, Doechii (speak up)
 Why don't you tell us what you do in your spare time? (Speak up)
 I'm all alone on the deep dark web
 Me and my phone in this queen-sized bed
 I'm looking at my pillow, my pillow look back at me
 My thumb is over the screen the other is in my jeans
 It took a second to soak, my fingers inside my throat
 I paused and then I chose to think about it some more
 Connection is moving slow, my brightness is on that low
 I'm reaching for the remote, then my momma bust through the door
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 Doechii, Doechii, Doechii, Doechii
 You forgot to take the chicken out
 You forgot to take the chicken out
 Doechii, Doechii
 You forgot to take the chicken out
 Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
 Doo-doo-doo-doo, doo
 Some, some, some, some, some
 Some, some, some
 Some, some, some, some, some
 Some, some, some, some
 I fuck with Junie B
 Barbara was my idol
 Had to wear my attitude to every dance recital
 In my black Taylor Chucks, the ones that laced up to my thighs
 Lisa Frank lipstick on my eyes
 Weird girl activity, black bitch nativity
 Spy girl erotica, bucket hat from Nautica
 Clit throbbing, I start sobbing watching Narnia
 I been winning trophies since Fear Factor
 I was earning medals the same rate you basic bitches learned how to use protractors
 Foot been on they next before chiropractor
 But I gave all the game boys cooties
 Most of y'all the type of kids I'd hate
 If I was the monster under your bed you'd be the kids I ate
 If I was a man your mom fucked
 I'd fuck her right in your face
 And take you and your siblings on a Domino's pizza date
 Damn
 Gen X baby, going crazy with the cam
 Back when I was rhyming on my green eggs and ham
 Edited my pictures with the Microsoft filters
 I was making Trillers way before they called them Trillers
 Sixth grade, every nigga pressured me to fuck
 While y'all was giving it up, I was serving looks
 Custom made drip with the pastry couture
 Selling silly bands from my desk to my drawer
 Singing karaoke while my mom was at the store (you are)
 Scared that she would walk in on me singing Paramore (the only exception)
 While y'all was sticking house keys in motherfucking sockets (you are)
 I was stuffing all y'all lunch moneys in my pockets
 Please stop it, I'm in to blow up like the white thing that soda rockets
 Talking back to my teachers, I'm out of pocket
 Got so much shit on my chest, yo, I need to drop it
 Dribbling inside my journal, kiss my locket
 Let the paper soak my tears up, Ultra Charmin
 Ooh, I need to let it out (let it out)
 I gotta let it out (let it out)
 Uninvited and I'm undercover
 Undivided, undiscovered
 Uninvited and I'm undercover
 But I never liked 'em, forever fuck 'em
 Wow, haha, that was quite the introduction Doechii
 Everybody give it up for Doechii (that was really inappropriate)
 Give it up for Doechii (did she say foodstamps?)
 Okay, we're going to have to have a talk after class okay?