Lyrics: Alexander Bamforth/Argenis Lopez
Music: Alexander Bamforth
This shit ain't real, ain't none of it real, everything is a lie
I was here sitting, chilling behind the train tracks
Counting down the minutes, hoodie on with some Ray Bans
Puffing to the filter and notice a pretty dame pass
Tight black halter top with some skinny grey pants
Starts walking through the park, I'm in the dark
Waiting for a chance
To pop out and prolly waltz or have her doing the rain dance
Either way I'm aiming to get laid on the paved path
So I jump out grab her purse, all her ****ing change crashed
To the floor along with her pair of grey pants
All alone rolling stone, hello
I finish business, onto the next block
My dick is itching up my zipper hiding my T-Rex cock
Stop by the liquor store, on my left watch
This little number picking a bottle from the shelf top
I told her "What's good girl where you heading with that?"
She told me there was a party with plenty of cats
I let her know let me get in on that, she said yeah
Let me get in the passenger seat, then her head hit the dash
Threw her in the back, spewed in her hands cuz she said she could catch
Move her to the trunk, grabbed her Chevy then put in some gas
Drove to the end of the road, push the car off the edge
Lit a cigarette then I get ready to max
All alone rolling stone, hello
After downing down a plate of tacos
I head to downtown to stay behind a late McDonald's
Cuz me a stalker but all I really want though
Is to snuggle with a bitch not breathing out her mouth hole
I duck down low, noticed some vatos
Coming out the car with bitches that make my cock swole
Get a nice blood rush, after ****ing filling my nostrils with some dust
And I stay gripping a glock
The cold twisting my thoughts
My bulge itching the top
I mold into a monster
Go quicker than shots
2 guys in the trunk
2 girls in the back
I go back inside to get a drink and an apple pie
All alone rolling stone, hello
Said **** it finished sipping my sprite
Cluster****ed, busted a nut in enough women tonight
I go get in the ride, stuff the bodies inside
A waste management pipe, so it's less harder to light
Burst into flames, the worst hasn't came
Til the sperm in my veins stays purged in today
Unless a virgins in the way with her perky tit-tays
My dirty words a compliment with 'pertys' yer name
Don't get offended all the women that are listening
I don't want no feminist giving me their criticism
Bitching that I'm ignorant and immature
And really I'm just shit you really haven't heard
Look kids sit in garages passing the herb
Talking about slapping a nerd
See that could ****ing damage a nerve
And I'm just acting a turd
Mixing actioning verbs
In patterns on how I can leave ratchets on curbs
But really what's actually worse?
Me making this track or fools jacking a purse?
Wait I did that in the beginning
****ing stupid