[Verse 1: Mr. Yote]
I'm awfully sorry
I don't mean no diss
I'm just sick of always calling out to clean this mess
See I thought we all agreed upon these deeds and gripped
A firm hand, as approval to these reasons printed right he-ar
Vacillate clear
You're not quite spending your dear-
Time where it's needed and more really I pawn-ed you too
Cause really it do
Join in the rest of my crew
Chuggin' down rum like it's nothing but hullabaloos
And the clocks tick where it's too late (huh)
And now your bum's stuck with a new fate (hoo)
And now you pump it up to my rear
Tryna fix your poor past
Oh it's so sincere
But boy
[PreChorus: Mr. Yote]
You don't cross me not once 'round here
See these lads know better than to test me, really it's all good
But it's setting into stone quite clear
That the plank's now ready to depart ya (oh yeah)
Out where the lead lays deep, would-be-fins (uh-huh)
Not a raft near to retrieve, so they swim (oh yeah)
Last in the middle of the sea, they will sit (okay)
That's the life that they chose (okay) so we all pity them (okay)
Cause really-
[Chorus: Mr. Yote]
You plank walkers couldn't last one day around he-ar (oh no)
My dogs sniff 'em out quick, they can smell that old fear in ya
So don't test my fleet, boy
[Verse 2: Mr. Yote]
And see I'm sorry
I don't mean no diss
I'm just sick of men squirming where they have no biz
See I thought we all agreed upon these deeds and gripped
A firm hand, as approval to these reasons printed right he-ar
Now really my peer
Why would that treachery there
Ever be so hidden by the rest of the residents here?
Well since you might not know this yet
I've got eyes in every corner of the low down decks, so see
I can smell it, those unearthly set-
Of couple rats who roam the cabins right behind thy neck
And though my traps dud often, it won't make much last
Cause it's whatever, they'll be better laced with ankle straps
So turd
[PreChorus: Mr. Yote]
You don't cross me not once 'round here
See these lads know better than to test me, really it's all good
But it's setting into stone quite clear
That the plank's now ready to depart ya (oh yeah)
Out where the lead lays deep, would-be-fins (uh-huh)
Not a raft near to retrieve, so they swim (oh yeah)
Last in the middle of the sea, they will sit (okay)
That's the life that they chose (okay) so we all pity them (okay)
Cause really-
[Chorus: Mr. Yote]
You plank walkers couldn't last one day around he-ar (oh no)
My dogs sniff 'em out quick, they can smell that old fear in ya
So don't test my fleet, boy
[Verse 3: Mr. Yote]
See I don't worry if you mean much diss
You could creep around these corners and could clean those steps
But it's a lonesome journey to the sea top city
Cause the fleet I sprouted surely cleans up best
That's why
You shouldn't cross me, never once round here
[PreChorus: Mr. Yote]
Cause these lads know better than to test me, really it's all good
But it says in the stone quite clear
When the plank feels ready to depart ya (oh yeah)
Out where the lead lays deep, would-be-fins (uh-huh)
Not a raft near to retrieve, so they swim (oh yeah)
Last in the middle of the sea, they will sit (okay)
That's the life that they chose (okay) so we all pity them (okay)
Cause really-
[Chorus: Mr. Yote]
You plank-walkers couldn't last one day around he-ar (oh no)
My dogs sniff 'em out quick, they can smell that old fear in ya
So don't test my fleet, boy
You plank walkers couldn't stand no chance around hear (nah-nah)
It ain't hard to bring you tense head-on, so let us see
If you can press my fleet, boy
