Welcome to the bread bank
We sell bread we sell loafs
MONKEY GANG
We sell bread we sell loafs
Selling drugs gotta tote
Castle type beat gotta moat
Pennywise got to float
Favorite number, 21
In my belt, it’s a gun
f#cking kids, I’m gonna c#m
Cucking a cat it’s hella fun
Hit the vape run it back
Getting head for some crack
Dropping bars like I’m in prison
Dropping farts, carbon emission
Call me cancer FOOD REVIEW
Just turned black new POINT OF VIEW
I’m your dad, not proud of you
Call me kike cause I’m a Jew
c#m on my back, I lick your sack
For some crack. That ain’t whack
I’m gettin’ railed, the class I failed
The truth come out, come out my mouth
Fall on the ground, and make a sound
I got loafs on boths my hands my toes
And these hoes are supposed, but I’m gonna host
A competition with intermission to ej#c#late on toast
And the last one to c#m there better be aware and I don’t care
You’re the Anne, to my attic
f#ck the stans, problematic
Get the gun diplomatic, time to be an acrobatic
p#rnographic, mathematic, call me electro
Very static, eliminate you, like it’s systematic
Sometimes my friends call me gay, but then
They seem so cliche, like the school bully
Once all doubted me, until they saw my sex field day
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