CYCLES Lyrics – redboy

CYCLES Lyrics by redboy

Uh, basic b#tch!
Basic b#tches can’t stop ’em
Okay okay he so awesome
Okay okay i’m a freak with the sneaks

If they chinese i stop drop then i cop ’em
Roll ’em up, basic b#tches!
They the type to type a article
Talkin’ bout somebody genitals

“like, basic b#tches in particular or in general?”
Particles, like molecular level the plastic b#tches
The iphone 11 of society, hammerhead b#tches
The type to bump into you and don’t say hi, so

Hard-headed, ego-driven, jeep drivin’
Two parents paid rent f#ckin’ b#tches
The ones that try to fight
D-1 rap divide time

Seafloor dd’s wh#re i’m, eatin’ bb’s on the coast
Cycles, oh oh oh oh, oh
I’m a ex-bisexual hoe
Cycles

Uh, too cold too cold for a cyclops
Two cu-two cups filled with ice, hop
Toucan built b#tches eat rice, huh
Build-a-bear b#tches, what

I call my b#tches build-a-bears because i stuff ’em
What, then don’t call ’em back busy buildin’ up a reputation
And too busy need a ‘cation
Vases breakin’ ’cause i thought it was a bong, cousin

Basic b#tches is literally the name of this song, cousin (b#tch!)
Basic b#tches can’t stop em
Okay okay he so awesome
Okay okay i’m a freak with the sneaks

If they chinese i stop drop then i cop ’em
Roll ’em up, basic b#tches!
They the type to throw a hard r at you
And still talkin’ bout somebody genitals

Barnacle head b#tches
Spongebob, like i bust the pat at ya ricks
Wait, i meant a mac like a stick
And i wish i met mac that’d be sick

Hope i learn piano by 26
I know i ain’t never gon’ do that sh#t
I know the better path but i don’t choose it
These betty boop b#tches makin’ me lose my sh#t

Uh, white boy spice creole cajun
Like posts talk smack i’m carl sagan
White walter jr. type babies
I’m the black spice girl oh i’m being too racist?

Laughing emojis and mr. bean faces
Smack cammed on sight blood in ya braces
Facetime with my blood i’m so brazy
White boys only season their food with cajun

Salt and pepper are notable mentions, i
Break em out the box crayola, basic
Prismacolor my swag, it’s making you angry
Picture me with ya mother #ss, it’s entertaining

Picture with color we gon’ name you, tag you, instagram you
See you mad in the comments
I copy, paste it, and laugh at you (laugh at you)
Boy that boy is insane, innit?

b#tch!
Basic b#tches can’t stop em
Okay okay he so awesome
Okay okay i’m a freak with the sneaks

If they chinese i stop drop then i cop ’em
Roll ’em up, basic b#tches!
They the type to type a article
Talkin’ bout somebody tentacles

Wait, not tentacles
Oh you cool? aight then
Lemme see it, lemme see it
Lemme see it, lemme see it

Lemme see it, lemme see it
Le-lemme see it, lemme see it
Take my bicycle tape the good times fly me to the moon
Woah, woah

Lil’ b#tch, lil’ b#tch is basic
Lil’ b#tch, lil’ b#tch is basic
Lil’ b#tch, lil’ b#tch is basic
Basic b#tch
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