I’m f#cking rich
Your mom is a b#tch
If you snitch, you’ll get you a stich
Don’t mock my accent
I’ll cover up a car accident
You should fear the president
He don’t mind losing a resident
Bobby is so f#cking ugly
I can’t stop thinking about slaughter
Maybe i can get help from Mr.Rotter
And then I can p#ss#foot his daughter
Everything from yesterday is fussy
All I can remember, is that I took her from the back
I was f#cking high on crack
Snorting coke from her buttcrack
I pulled out a Glock
And then my stock went to hell
I needed to sell
And then I fell in a cell
I glommed thе church bell
I may be rich, but I use it all on drip
Thе f#cking scooter kids ruined my grip
I want to transfer them with a ship
And run them over in my brand-new whip
You wanna hear my rap
Your mom f#cking eats my wrap
She dances on my lap
That’s no cap
I don’t recycle b#tches; I only use them once
Your father is a nonce
Try to diss me, you won’t get my response
Your momma is so old, she’s from the renesounce
The b#tches are so tight
If you wanna fight
I have you in my sight
b#tches on my dick wanna bite
I get high as i kite
I went to eat some shrooms
In different rooms
I’ll Fortnite dance on my hater’s tombs
I f#ck the balloons
If you talk sh#t, I’ll send you my goons
Yosharu is my f#cking producer
I’m not an abuser
But if my b#tch won’t f#ck me, I’ll seduce her
This is the end of the rap, no cap
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