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Walk up w the coldest glance
His soul frozen
Hopin
To hold his hand
Ya might notice
That i be on that «dont you dare»
Typa stare
Creepin bitches out
W/out no scare
Pick my nose in public
Im a bone eruption
W a hormonal imbalance
So im known to fuck it
This dick shouldn’t work this good
At my age
Omlette, still rollin while im cookin my eggs
Beat a mothafucka pistol slap em w the burna
Chop his head off playin soccer im baraka w a curse uh
Reattach his head im shinnok or im ermac i be swervin
You a pussy i could pop it yeah i heard dat when im lurkin
Right hand of a god, left hand of a devil
Both hands on the wheel look mom ima felon
Im calm w the weapon
Like im OJ simpson
A dangerous moafucka
Ya hoe caynte chill wit
AH
SAID YA HOE CAYNTE CHILL WIT
IM WAY TOO PERVERTED YOU DONT
WANT MY FEELINGS
…YOU DONT WANT MY DICK BITCH
IM AT THE TOP OF MY OWN DAMN HIT LIST
The interdimensional
The metaphysical
Nah fuck that woke bullshit id rather be a vegtable
Then have to listen to opinionated nonsense
Of a fucked up politican who be claimin makin progress
I ain’t buyin nuttin, yall supply the cuttin
Of a buncha broke moafuckas who can’t dine for supper
So suffice to say im am a dying comfort
A broke moafuckin rapper who would die for suttin
If you thinkin ima quit well you should buy some rubbers
Im hittin raw dog cummin better tide ya covers
Too nasty ima put the finger in the butt and
Bitch ill lick your anus clean
And yeah youll mothafuckin love it
First date hittin
Titty grabbin in public
She a real freak
Ima get my butt licked
AH
SAID YA HOE CAYNTE CHILL WIT
IM WAY TOO PERVERTED YOU DONT
WANT MY FEELINGS
…YOU DONT WANT MY DICK BITCH
IM AT THE TOP OF MY OWN DAMN HIT LIST