Lyrics Mukbang My Wrist - ITSOKTOCRY, Nick Prosper

Mukbang My Wrist

I don’t play games, I’m no Xbox
Too much glitter, had to brush my wrist off
I think that everybody lost in the sauce
They was wasting my time, had to cut 'em off
I got the money and this shit turning me on
I got Sour Patch inside my styrofoam
I make hits and you pretending to be clones
These ain’t corpses, baby, these is bones
Pockets too fat, that my legs hurting
New shorty back out, bitch she need some percys
Got the beans in my pot like who need work, eh?
Shorty swallowing seeds like a little birdie
24 inch Escalade
Moving dope, since like 7th grade
Fuck your bitch, in her fucking face
12 days, splatter that boy brain
I don’t play games, I’m no Xbox
Too much glitter, had to brush my wrist off
I think that everybody lost in the sauce
They was wasting my time, had to cut 'em off
I got the money and this shit turning me on
I got Sour Patch inside my styrofoam
I make hits and you pretending to be clones
These ain’t corpses, baby, these is bones