Dadcapps - Talk of the Town Lyrics

Good morning Nig Nogs
My ink pen's on herzog
One draw of my pen
All 'em birds drop
My words a curb stomp
Pseudo swanton bomb
I rap like my schlong
I just be long
Im that mister you want f*cking with your sister
I'll bend her like its twister but I promise you I'll miss her
Grayson Allen I'm a tripper type to fall in love with strippers
Now I'm 2 bones down and we a'int even been to dinner (Whoa)
Im a sinner and a winner how that shit work?
Kendall Jenner on a bender whats that shit worth?
Hellen Keller on them letters, wanna feel words?
Last man do it better? Now that's absurd.
Birds of a feather flock together so we in the burbs
Cali weather getting cheddar and ya'll shits a curd
Collect a check neglect a wreck now dont mix verbs
Rolodex they gimme neck that means I switch girls
Hit the deck watch your step dawg don't get murked
They feelin' salt, I give em Pep, my Nigga dinner's served
Food for thought, I make it hot when that bitch burns
I knock socks off crock pots yea that slow churn