It might be a week since Christmas
But it don't mean I can't drop a single and name it something like "Wish List"
Egirlovania ain't enough, huh?
Writing on these beats so hard you're lucky you ain't cross the Vape God
I know I'm on your list
Rhymes are sweet as chocolate might just eat the last Kiss
And you try to confiscate my gifts, well I'm pissed
I'll be comin' at cha heavy so my disses might hurt like a wrist cyst, yeah
Your bitch ass might resist
Tellin' all your friends to gather up and try to face me
None of them will phase me
Matter fact I wanna see 'em chase me, face me
All I know is PC master race, chief
Y'all know I'm the king of gaming
All you other mothaf*ckin' suckas overrated, hated
Wanna feel so badly like you're over here debatin'
Everything you say it sounds computer-generated
Computer-generated, you're lookin' kinda yellow and like cheese you're getting grated
Pen game feeling wasted
Talking 'bout you faded
Feeling so jaded
Get evaporated
Picking you apart and pulling out your heart cause yeah, I am creative
Catch you in Creative
I'll be 90ing your ass and faster than McDavid
Don't you worry little boy I'll write you off and put you down sedated
(Alright, listen man, that uh, that 90ing, nineties
Creative Fortnite line, it was kinda cringy but you're a gamer so I'll let it go)
It might be a week since Christmas
But it don't mean I can't drop a single and name it something like "Wish List"
Egirlovania ain't enough, huh?
Writing on these beats so hard you're lucky you ain't cross the Vape God
I know I'm on your list
Rhymes are sweet as chocolate might just eat the last Kiss
And you try to confiscate my gifts, well I'm pissed
I'll be comin' at cha heavy so my disses might hurt like a wrist cyst, yeah
Shout out to all my real bitches who be f*ckin' streaming
Listen to my rhymes everyday bet you feelin' blessed
Got more bars than Hershey's and in peace Milton is gleaming
Pizza Hut's my favorite pizza, put that on my chest
All these fake hoes, they be lying, cause they be less
They be messin', they be fessin', they be feelin' pressed
Hatin' every day and they ain't gettin' no rest
Haters swarm to me like they a mothaf*ckin' pest
It's not a surprise cause I am the best
I'm the king of gaming don't mess with my gamer desk
PK Fire all these bitches like I'm f*ckin' Ness
In control and moving people like we playing chess
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It might be a week since Christmas
But it don't mean I can't drop a single and name it something like "Wish List"
Egirlovania ain't enough, huh?
Writing on these beats so hard you're lucky you ain't cross the Vape God
I know I'm on your list
Rhymes are sweet as chocolate might just eat the last Kiss
And you try to confiscate my gifts, well I'm pissed
I'll be comin' at cha heavy so my disses might hurt like a wrist cyst, yeah
Your bitch ass might resist
Tellin' all your friends to gather up and try to face me
None of them will phase me
Matter fact I wanna see 'em chase me, face me
All I know is PC master race, chief
Y'all know I'm the king of gaming
All you other mothaf*ckin' suckas overrated, hated
Wanna feel so badly like you're over here debatin'
Everything you say it sounds computer-generated
Computer-generated, you're lookin' kinda yellow and like cheese you're getting grated
Pen game feeling wasted
Talking 'bout you faded
Feeling so jaded
Get evaporated
Picking you apart and pulling out your heart cause yeah, I am creative
Catch you in Creative
I'll be 90ing your ass and faster than McDavid
Don't you worry little boy I'll write you off and put you down sedated
(Alright, listen man, that uh, that 90ing, nineties
Creative Fortnite line, it was kinda cringy but you're a gamer so I'll let it go)
It might be a week since Christmas
But it don't mean I can't drop a single and name it something like "Wish List"
Egirlovania ain't enough, huh?
Writing on these beats so hard you're lucky you ain't cross the Vape God
I know I'm on your list
Rhymes are sweet as chocolate might just eat the last Kiss
And you try to confiscate my gifts, well I'm pissed
I'll be comin' at cha heavy so my disses might hurt like a wrist cyst, yeah
Shout out to all my real bitches who be f*ckin' streaming
Listen to my rhymes everyday bet you feelin' blessed
Got more bars than Hershey's and in peace Milton is gleaming
Pizza Hut's my favorite pizza, put that on my chest
All these fake hoes, they be lying, cause they be less
They be messin', they be fessin', they be feelin' pressed
Hatin' every day and they ain't gettin' no rest
Haters swarm to me like they a mothaf*ckin' pest
It's not a surprise cause I am the best
I'm the king of gaming don't mess with my gamer desk
PK Fire all these bitches like I'm f*ckin' Ness
In control and moving people like we playing chess
But it don't mean I can't drop a single and name it something like "Wish List"
Egirlovania ain't enough, huh?
Writing on these beats so hard you're lucky you ain't cross the Vape God
I know I'm on your list
Rhymes are sweet as chocolate might just eat the last Kiss
And you try to confiscate my gifts, well I'm pissed
I'll be comin' at cha heavy so my disses might hurt like a wrist cyst, yeah
Your bitch ass might resist
Tellin' all your friends to gather up and try to face me
None of them will phase me
Matter fact I wanna see 'em chase me, face me
All I know is PC master race, chief
Y'all know I'm the king of gaming
All you other mothaf*ckin' suckas overrated, hated
Wanna feel so badly like you're over here debatin'
Everything you say it sounds computer-generated
Computer-generated, you're lookin' kinda yellow and like cheese you're getting grated
Pen game feeling wasted
Talking 'bout you faded
Feeling so jaded
Get evaporated
Picking you apart and pulling out your heart cause yeah, I am creative
Catch you in Creative
I'll be 90ing your ass and faster than McDavid
Don't you worry little boy I'll write you off and put you down sedated
(Alright, listen man, that uh, that 90ing, nineties
Creative Fortnite line, it was kinda cringy but you're a gamer so I'll let it go)
It might be a week since Christmas
But it don't mean I can't drop a single and name it something like "Wish List"
Egirlovania ain't enough, huh?
Writing on these beats so hard you're lucky you ain't cross the Vape God
I know I'm on your list
Rhymes are sweet as chocolate might just eat the last Kiss
And you try to confiscate my gifts, well I'm pissed
I'll be comin' at cha heavy so my disses might hurt like a wrist cyst, yeah
Shout out to all my real bitches who be f*ckin' streaming
Listen to my rhymes everyday bet you feelin' blessed
Got more bars than Hershey's and in peace Milton is gleaming
Pizza Hut's my favorite pizza, put that on my chest
All these fake hoes, they be lying, cause they be less
They be messin', they be fessin', they be feelin' pressed
Hatin' every day and they ain't gettin' no rest
Haters swarm to me like they a mothaf*ckin' pest
It's not a surprise cause I am the best
I'm the king of gaming don't mess with my gamer desk
PK Fire all these bitches like I'm f*ckin' Ness
In control and moving people like we playing chess
Writer: Edward J.N.
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid