Lyrics: Nicholas Dismore/Andrew Brent Moran
Music: Nicholas Dismore/Andrew Brent Moran
It's that
Grey boy dripping up heavy with the vomit
Way I **** the game keep ya flesh up in my pocket
Cleaning up all this shit it's a shame I had to mop it
Then I'm gon **** it, fill it with toppings, all my phallus into yo noggin uh
Spitting that Grey Saliva old flow
Dripping it way up in ya ear hole
Gripping that dutch it's fulla' indo
Sipping that juice up with the gin tho
Eat the pussy pink slurping up on her lemonade
Fill the ****ing sink jerking up on my ****ing shween
I'm gonna paint the walls all over with ya membrane
I'm gonna spank ya moms pussy up on my sex swing
Busting thru her lip bout to give her the medusa
Used to **** bitches in the PT Cruiser
Making bodies shake two 12" sub woofer
You can find that K all in my boogers
Stomping out the mud with clique
Keep my circle small cause I don't **** with counterfeits
I'm in the studio so get the **** up off my dic
I'm on my own wave so go and do your own shit
I'm on cloud 99 bitch I'm float awa
Only love one hoe and her name is mary jane
99 blunts rolled imma smoke em to tha face
Then roll a hundred more cause all u motha****as fake
It's us against the world so get the **** up out the way
You paying for your plays everything you do is fake
We get it on our own so we got no more time to waste
187 bodies laying on display
I'm a bad mother****er with a fat dic
Swing it in the function while I'm smokin on some cat piss
These mother****ers think they bad but to me they kinda average
Imma head out grab a whip it then I crack it