Okay okay, back up in the trap with the motherf#ckin yay
And we cookin up the yac, we be doin okay
We gon hit another line when we cut it with the k
Rip that f#ckin bong? Yeah we sip Bombay
I’ll say, it’s been a long day, I’m sittin down to eat and I need an entrée
I’m the breadwinner, no chicken dinner, f#ck the chicken fingers, yeah I wonderbread/won the bread
And I’m finna win winter… get it? Born on the first of December
1 December, Won the Winter, Satan’s Spawn I was born a sinnеr
Y’all comin from the land where thе slayers slay and the players hate
Me I’m comin from the land where the payers pay and the sayers say
That’s a bank teller hey we gon save our weight, we gon spray our spray
I’mma nut on your hips what a waist of s#men, it’s like a waste of s#men
I’mma pace an even coating of this coating on your throat if you make me seed then
You can have the little f#cker if I came in antecedent, like early, prematurely, surely
This ain’t Temple yet you smokin Philly/filly, girlie you ain’t nothing f#ckin worthy
Of this early birdie’s wormie, spermy crop is off the top like Hermes!
Every missed take is a mistake
That’s why this sh#t takes six takes
Just to make a f#ckin mixtape
An album takes a whole year for your average artist
Me, I’m an autist, sh#t takes like two months at tops
I spit it off the top
Recording autist back up in the booth spittin hot
Okay okay, back up in the trap with the motherf#ckin yay, ay
Okay okay hit another line when I cut it with the k
Okay okay rip that f#ckin bong, eh
Sip that f#ckin Bombay, b#tch it’s been a long day
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