I told a b#tch
Im not no b#tch
Nor im a bad person
I gotta run
Need a deposit
Cause my pockets bursting
They see me popping
They say pest
“i really love you oh and
I got your face
Stuck on my walls
Stuck up with pins no bowling
Yeah they really said that sh#t
Im an mc driller
With a 10/10 b#tch
And ill f#ck yo wife
With my 10/10 dick
Shut the f#ck up hoe
Your vocals rlly make me sick
I got cuts up on my feet
Cause ive been working really hard
And god knows nothing comes for free
And i might need a condom
Cause i just be f#cking all these beats
Cause im a sick sick b#tch
With some ten ten meat
But my feet hurt
And i think a feature really isnt me
I dont have it in me
Im a f#cking ghost
And im a freak
And im ten ten b#tch
And my name is yfc
Damn, i’m feeling hella sick (b#tch)
In a sports car
Riding 90 in a 26 (that sh#t not even real)
And i pull this sh#t off of the dome
Thats a lie, but you couldn’t tell
With that tiny #ss chrome
And you short as a b
You a tiny #ss gnome
I apologise, that was just wrong
I apologise, this is a silly ahh song
Biddy baddie bidillie daddy badong
How many snails does it take to fix a lightbulb?
None!
Go get a new lightbulb
Buy a walrus
Save a lightbulb
They think im nice until i get my gun
Im so evil scaring everyone
I do this sh#t
The same way i play on the xylophone (so damn smooth)
You is weaker than a sword
Made out of styrofoam
You b#tches boring as hell
You b#tches monotone
You b#tches talkin out of order
Hit your funny bone
Say i hurt you
I think thats overblown
You see im saying all this sh#t
Over the megaphone
Whilst im jerkin
To twerkin
b#tches up on my iPhone
Wait wait
I just ate this up
I cleaned the plate plate
Ima be on top
At this rate rate
And you’d prolly stay a b#tch
Thas yo fate
f#ck what a hoe say
p#ss# b#tches go away way
Let them p#ss# ahh b#tches decay cay
Interlocked with the gang, like crochet chet
And for another day, i hope you stay
And im cooking up a crate
p#ss#, this was just the taste
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