Papa ain't call even though he saw
Me on TV, it's all good (**** you)
But now my nigga, ****ing deep in this broad's jaw
Swallow girl, it's just nut
B*****s scared to let me smash on they ass
Yeah, they heard I'm ****ing shit like the swag of a fag
Like me and Tekeli was gagging in the back of the cabin
Camp Flog Gnaw, nigga, you can tell by the badge
(Hodgy, pass me my inhaler)
I'm sicking of hacking and coughing, I'm often this ****ing awesome
I'm animal, Noah's arking, all from this rapping nonsense
Four stories in my home like 'What the ****'s an apartment?'
Get shit popping like Peter's pores during puberty
Take bets on how quick Tyler can reach maturity
Cussing out Siri like a waitress with no patience
Oh, you want a tip nigga, well here's my d**k for gratiturity, nigga
Shut 'em down!
****, shut 'em down!
Shut 'em down!
I tumble-crush on huzzy b*****s, give money up then nutty butt
Professor Nutty Buddy Klump gets petty when you touch his lunch
Like, what the ****? I'm drunk as ****, turn the ****ing music up
So I can't hear these stupid niggas, talk-no-walk, let you discuss
You're talking too much, Who the **** are you to us? Uterus
I put that on my niggas and shit, if I don't begin moving up
I'm shooting up, you and her crew on turf, new desert
I can see the shit in a nigga through his shirt
I can smell the whore on a nigga when she walk around my crew to flirt
It's on ya' shoulder, lose the dirt, yeah, it's the movement first
****ing a human nurse! I'm ill I used this earth to infuse the birth
Of my niggas on the Channel 10 news, my only motive is to
Skip to my Lou, get hip to the pew
You can drink piss and eat a p***y in a few, the sickening view
Of visuals, woo, I'll eat your ribs, I'm a wolf
Then meet your kids after school, and give them drugs cause it's cool, nigga
Shut 'em down!
****, shut 'em down!
Shut 'em down!
Hodgy, ****ing this beat, shit, let's smoke weed
That shit I need, be the shit that's green
A little purple and pink, come get some Swisher Sweets
About three or four more than needed be
I got a eighth I could face, I got a blunt flavored grape
I hate the grape, I could taste it when I'm inhaling the vapes
You could smell us in places when we walk in our clothing is always covered in flakes
Enough for two shake blunts; and what the **** is this? Uh...
I think this Mary is laced; my heart is beating at paces
That Pacquiao can't relate I'm ****ing faded like gradients
Shit, I'm stuck like tape that's super glued
To the center of Kelly Price first waist
It's like my first date with Mrs. Mary, the shit is scary
The paranoia from this shit's very heavy, I'm lifted
Fainted by my fifth hit, Lionel, pass the sherm
Let's use the Philly as a dipstick for this bath salt, you dipshit
C'mon, my niggas. You don't even smoke, you weak as ****, my niggas. You do not smoke, no tucks, my niggas. You're as weak as.. **** your butt my niggas. Oh, mark ass niggas, Cuh, oh my God, bro. Here come this weak-ass niggas, Samuel