[Verse 1] I don’t fart I pass gas Like I got a little trumpet shoved up in my ass Tiny jazz band Late-night blast Whole room duckin’ when I’m walkin’ past (watch out) It’s a tootin’ situation Every step a new vibration You hear that solo in rotation? Yeah That’s my backdoor brass section [Chorus] I don’t fart I pass gas (hey!) Like I got a little trumpet shoved in my ass (so classy) Little fanfare every time that I walk past It’s a back-row Half-time Bathroom brass I don’t fart I pass gas (uh-huh) Tiny horn line tucked in my slacks (my bad) If you hear that toot Don’t ask Just salute this symphony of snacks [Verse 2] Dinner hits late Now the band all awake Chili on the plate That’s a big mistake Got a full horn choir tryin’ to escape Every step Every shake That’s an 808 quake At the office Tryin’ to keep it discreet But the cheeks play notes when I lift my seat Coworkers think the chair got squeaks But that’s first chair trumpet doin’ scales on repeat [Chorus] I don’t fart I pass gas (oh yeah) Like I got a little trumpet shoved in my ass (true story) Little fanfare every time that I walk past It’s a back-row Half-time Bathroom brass I don’t fart I pass gas (class act) Tiny horn line tucked in my slacks (like that) If you hear that toot Don’t ask Just salute this symphony of snacks
