Bust on her back, thumb in her butt
Family sleeping I can't wake 'em up
She had little tiddies so I got 'em cupped
My house is a mansion and yours is a dump
Watch me run up, hit him with the UMP
I chopped that boy down, now he lookin' like a stump
Now I got that boy runnin'
He look like Forrest Gump
Shawty got a tan and now it look like i date trump
Yeah shawty got a tan and now she lookin like a orange
If i think she ugly imma add her to the storage
Head out of the window and i told my bro to floor it
Hot iron make you cold in the middle, goldies porridge
And if you ain't talkin' money, well then imma just ignore it
Parents are sleeping but I'm in the camper
That boy is shit and he smell like a dirty ass pamper
Dirty lungs like a hamper
Boy said he tougher but all he hear is cough and laughter
Trap house just blew up because I just boxed it
Said he want beef now his jaw bone is lockin'
Smokin' all day I don't know when I'll lock in
Don't even need to y'all might as well stop it
Incinerate, full bowls all day
Packed to the top can't fit more in my face
Always alone I can't find my own place
Because I'm better than all of these lames
You would think that I'm a modder if you look up at my score
Get yo bitch away from me she actin like a f*ckin whore
He said he want beef but he lookin like a door
Takin rips until I'm ripped, but I'm still lookin for more
Yuh, Oh shit dirty ass hell in a ugly ass 'fit
Crib it blew up 'cause the meth bubblin' to the top
Pussy broke as shit like go get a job
Stop drop and roll
Filling her holes
Posse of dawgs like we paw patrol
Pack a bowl hold it up until I choke
Me versus you, now lets switch the role
Butterfly knife, hitting them tricks
Hit up his face now he talk with a lisp
Every song bangin' we don't do no skips
Im dissing people that do not exist
We raw as shit, literally 'cuz we cant mix worth a damn
I'm up in her cooch, you cant hold her hand
I'll show you a rack if you show a band
I got banned from the studio because this song was so bad
You recorded it in your room, dumb ass
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Bust on her back, thumb in her butt
Family sleeping I can't wake 'em up
She had little tiddies so I got 'em cupped
My house is a mansion and yours is a dump
Watch me run up, hit him with the UMP
I chopped that boy down, now he lookin' like a stump
Now I got that boy runnin'
He look like Forrest Gump
Shawty got a tan and now it look like i date trump
Yeah shawty got a tan and now she lookin like a orange
If i think she ugly imma add her to the storage
Head out of the window and i told my bro to floor it
Hot iron make you cold in the middle, goldies porridge
And if you ain't talkin' money, well then imma just ignore it
Parents are sleeping but I'm in the camper
That boy is shit and he smell like a dirty ass pamper
Dirty lungs like a hamper
Boy said he tougher but all he hear is cough and laughter
Trap house just blew up because I just boxed it
Said he want beef now his jaw bone is lockin'
Smokin' all day I don't know when I'll lock in
Don't even need to y'all might as well stop it
Incinerate, full bowls all day
Packed to the top can't fit more in my face
Always alone I can't find my own place
Because I'm better than all of these lames
You would think that I'm a modder if you look up at my score
Get yo bitch away from me she actin like a f*ckin whore
He said he want beef but he lookin like a door
Takin rips until I'm ripped, but I'm still lookin for more
Yuh, Oh shit dirty ass hell in a ugly ass 'fit
Crib it blew up 'cause the meth bubblin' to the top
Pussy broke as shit like go get a job
Stop drop and roll
Filling her holes
Posse of dawgs like we paw patrol
Pack a bowl hold it up until I choke
Me versus you, now lets switch the role
Butterfly knife, hitting them tricks
Hit up his face now he talk with a lisp
Every song bangin' we don't do no skips
Im dissing people that do not exist
We raw as shit, literally 'cuz we cant mix worth a damn
I'm up in her cooch, you cant hold her hand
I'll show you a rack if you show a band
I got banned from the studio because this song was so bad
You recorded it in your room, dumb ass
Family sleeping I can't wake 'em up
She had little tiddies so I got 'em cupped
My house is a mansion and yours is a dump
Watch me run up, hit him with the UMP
I chopped that boy down, now he lookin' like a stump
Now I got that boy runnin'
He look like Forrest Gump
Shawty got a tan and now it look like i date trump
Yeah shawty got a tan and now she lookin like a orange
If i think she ugly imma add her to the storage
Head out of the window and i told my bro to floor it
Hot iron make you cold in the middle, goldies porridge
And if you ain't talkin' money, well then imma just ignore it
Parents are sleeping but I'm in the camper
That boy is shit and he smell like a dirty ass pamper
Dirty lungs like a hamper
Boy said he tougher but all he hear is cough and laughter
Trap house just blew up because I just boxed it
Said he want beef now his jaw bone is lockin'
Smokin' all day I don't know when I'll lock in
Don't even need to y'all might as well stop it
Incinerate, full bowls all day
Packed to the top can't fit more in my face
Always alone I can't find my own place
Because I'm better than all of these lames
You would think that I'm a modder if you look up at my score
Get yo bitch away from me she actin like a f*ckin whore
He said he want beef but he lookin like a door
Takin rips until I'm ripped, but I'm still lookin for more
Yuh, Oh shit dirty ass hell in a ugly ass 'fit
Crib it blew up 'cause the meth bubblin' to the top
Pussy broke as shit like go get a job
Stop drop and roll
Filling her holes
Posse of dawgs like we paw patrol
Pack a bowl hold it up until I choke
Me versus you, now lets switch the role
Butterfly knife, hitting them tricks
Hit up his face now he talk with a lisp
Every song bangin' we don't do no skips
Im dissing people that do not exist
We raw as shit, literally 'cuz we cant mix worth a damn
I'm up in her cooch, you cant hold her hand
I'll show you a rack if you show a band
I got banned from the studio because this song was so bad
You recorded it in your room, dumb ass
Writer: eco cide, ben gar
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid