I’m the bigger man
You can’t stand that
b#tch, I only rap
For your heart attacks
I spaz so hard
I think i’m tweaking out
Oh, sh#t, yeah i’m freaking out
I don’t need your charity clout
f#ck out my face
With that nonsense
Hotline for depression
Not texting me back
So i trap for cash like i need government handouts
Where the hell is
My freedom dividends
Spit on your lens
Like it’s p#ss# lips
This track’s buying me lipstick
So once again put this
Tracklist on your wishlist
f#ck it
Get stickers
For the band
And put it
All over your windows
We get bands
Like the ice cream van
In and out
Your weak #ss hood
With my hands still clean
Bro, i think i’ve
Seen too many things
Time for sticky green
Then to hit the scеne
My music amphetamine
Thе way i f#ckin spit
I’m a drifter
You’re a grifter
Terrible difference
Back to business
Sixth trip south
Good trip bad trip
Sip straight grape liquors
Its’s purple power
Purple punch
Purple diesel hours
It’s all ours
I put in the hours
In the kitchen
b#tching #ss rappers
Talking about the same subjects
As if i ain’t rap circles
Around em for
After verse
It must hurt to be the worst
Cursed honestly
Honey to be frank
I don’t give a damn
f#ckin trap for once
Instead of catching
These hands
You got no real friends
You got no f#cking land
You not in the band
Until you make some bands
That’s real sh#t
b#tches forget it
Like they forgot your lyrics
Ludicrous
Lyrica fills my veins
Like my foot fills your hole
Sticky #ss green
Got me fiending for it
Like it’s the secret krabby patty recipe
My formula is stealing your wh#re than passing your mid #ss blunt
Out the door
f#ck is you on
b#tch #ss
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I think I’m tweakin’ out!
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I think I’m tweakin’ out!
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I think I’m freakin’ out!
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