Joel Laskey - WWW Lyrics

U.H.C.C hit that shit

Bout to cut up my wrists and watch the light flee
Hannah Baker looks thick but she don't like me
She sent some dudes and it's funny they wanna fight me
I laugh a lot cause really...they couldn't fight me
So try me, fight me, I got the juice in this bitch I'm sipping Hi-C
Irwin got my dawg on crikey
Goat flows it's crazy they wanna bite me
Slap you yousa bitch you just a hype beast
What you gonna do, my words might murder minutes
My hands can use the work, you're freakishly f*cking finished
I lapped the marathon and it's funny cause you ain't in it
Scream that you the man but boy you'll get diminished (aye)
I got them dancer legs, and I been watching Happy Feet
At seventeen I dreamt it all, so please don't come and brag to me
Charge my ex appearance fees, my buzz is like a bumblebee
The disrespect I've had enough please stop talking back to me
Got dreams of living lavishly, word of mouth gets back to me
Between the booze and me and you, you don't seem like the man to me
Swear this isn't vanity I do this shit attractively
Brag enough can't back it up you don't seem like the man to me
Run it's let's see what's up I got a better strategy
I'm laughing at your vanity, insta likes, insanity
Left me for the dead, watched your life turn to a tragedy
Played the game you made me play, I don't know why you're mad at me
See me goals, I snatch em up, call that shit tenacity

Undecided man she don't wanna talk
So if you see it just believe it she just don't want the
She took a handle of the henny and a sip of the wok
She used to kick it for the team and now she kicking the rocks
Now she bend over, damn that bitch be thick
She puts her legs up on my shoulders man I love that shit
Now I'm lookin in the mirror when I f*ck that bitch
Got that horny ass bitch Janet Jackson shit

I'm the type of guy that likes to say that shit
You been a bitch to a bitch why not say that then?
You think I waste my time I think it's time well spent
And if you wanna get revenge how bout you f*ck my friends
Cause you a chump, you in luck, my career hit a bump
I swear to god I'd rather drown than be a stick in the mud
I'm a learner with a burner I pretend I'm a thug
Come around, play around, I'll let you drown in my blood bitch
You've been living in the stands while I'm playing the shit
I dropped a hit I did it twice I think the people forget
About the records they acknowledge had to pay for em mix
I shot my shot, she didn't f*ck me, but I granted my wish
She smoke purple, I ain't talking bout urkle
Running man, in sprinter vans, now she giving me verbal
She got a plan, chase money, make her jump through a hurdle
I ain't her man I'm a menace, throw that ass in a circle

Undecided man she don't wanna talk
So if you see it just believe it she just don't want the
She took a handle of the henny and a sip of the wok
She used to kick it for the team and now she kicking the rocks
Now she bend over, damn that bitch be thick
She puts her legs up on my shoulders man I love that shit
Now I'm lookin in the mirror when I f*ck that bitch
Got that horny ass bitch Janet Jackson shit