Lick the D to the A, call me chrisley
On god, drip like I’m drisley
If the homies pull up, then y’all need to kiss me
Hop off 〈.?.〉, if I feel risky
Who in my pants?
You gotta be shittin’ me
Whole bowl in the crockpot, be hittin’ me
Clouds on the head like I’m kill a bee
Pull my c#ck out and dance, that’s a silly d
I’m a big dog, you a pup
Why do I cry in my scaffolding cup?
Too much brick in my pants, hit him with the tup
Bustin’ out my waistline, guess I’m out of luck
My boy got his #ss beat by his mom
Drag his #ss down the banny hop
Punched in the face, cause head trauma
Dick so hard, that sh#t made out of netherite
It’s ok if we f#ck in the nether, right?
Pull that dick out so I can take a bite
Chewin’ on that sh#t becausе I do it out of spite
Grammy nominated worst rapper of thе year
Get on stage and I shed a tear
Wanted to turn now y’all can see my rear
d#ldo up my #ss, now it’s comin’ out my ear
Got banned from the f#ckin’ dry cleaners
They call my #ss the “sheet screamer”
Hit me in the back, broke my damn femur
Called 12 and they gave him a misdemeanor
I’m a good man, don’t run from the cops
Run to them, so I can suck they cocks
Like a freight train but I make no stops
Don’t do drugs, but I’ll smoke crack rocks
Hit ‘em like floyd, ‘cause I’ll fold ‘em with the combo
He falls in the grass, then I’m on, bro
At the sex shop, and I’m puttin’ on a show
Testin’ out all the gadgets and gizmos
If you dream hard enough, then it can come true
Now fill my #ssh#l# up with glue
It seals up tight, nothin’ can get through
Imma explode if I try to do do
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