Sass Pancakes

[Intro] What's that? Well, those are apple rings, this is pancake batter, and that's sausage Hey, that might be pretty good Pretty good? Wait 'til you try it, there's a batch all ready [Verse] Don't compare me to my parents, my choices are my own Cooked 'em up in my cauldron, that's where all my money's blown And the potion made me do it, goddamn, what was in it? Your rapper boyfriend's tongue and a carton of Popeye's spinach Repped the Boro' in the Baltics, I tried to be the nicest Leave me stuck in between with an identity crisis And I might just bite dust, dick around and try to write up A dollar for a date just to compliment my type but You throw out that slut word, that's so old news You boys are easier to use than my Velcro shoes So who's coming to chill with me and caterpillar later? Mix somethin' with the shisha to attract you gaters You tater tots on my block, don't throw like I thought Talking 'bout your third eye like these rap robots And sorry, I'm done, cocking my gun Showing off and throwing shade 'cause its fun So listen my son, hold your tits when you run Try to keep up and don't cry when it's done I'm sweet, maple syrup on the beat Force feed you sass pancakes every day of the week [Bridge] Pancake Pancake Pancake Pancake Pancake Pancake [Instrumental Break] [Outro] Pancake Pancake Pancake Pancake Pancake Pancake