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Oh shit, oh shit, OH SHIT! (Pound Syndrome) Fuckin' with me then it can get (ugly) Stuffin' your corpse in a mattress (lovely) Then I'll invite your girlfriend over for a sleepover on that nigga that's (disgusting) She can gag this (dumpling) Ho do not stop till my shaft's (erupting) You shoulda known what the fuck I was tryna do, I did not call your ass over for nothing How do I feel? He's a riddle son Cut all my fingers off except the middle ones (what?) Now bend your ass over and sit on one (what?) A.K.A. I've lost it, nigga run Whole world gettin' so sick of em, my nuts swing like a pendulum I'm on Instagram right now postin' pics of 'em There are so cute together, aren't they look at them (awwh) One's bigger than the other tho, just thought I'd let you mutha'fuckas know I'm posted in a bungalow, gettin' deep throat from a juggalo Please do not get your face paint on my stomach ho Where the real MCs? There are no more Swag ship took sail and they all on board Holla at me when you wanna learn the art of war I carnivore, flexin' hard like I'm Arnold Schwarz I'm explicit business, witness sickness spit from the lips of mischief Talk shit get hit I can split your wig with a knife into your dome with my fist to glitch it (that's murder homie) Oh shit oh my, hit a nigga like I'm Kimbo Slice SongtexteAnd spend your life, so bitch don't try I throw you out a fuckin window bye and film it on vine and get more likes (well oh right) Soon as that cyclone hits, you know I'm back on that psycho shit I got psychosis, my brains filled with deadly microchips I'm plottin' your death with crayons and hieroglyphs (you crazy nigga) Huh, I know this, in the club too turnt tryin' fight your bitch Swing at me nigga I won't flinch, can't you see my fuckin' minds on Grinch, I love violence I'm like damn, shit Fuck nigga, shit I just can't deal with these niggas no more, man Yeah, yeah, nigga I just can't deal with these niggas no more, man Yeah, yeah, nigga I just can't deal with these niggas no more Put a nigga in that stove (like roast) I know, you from, 5-0, I'm ghost (peww) Straight through the exit, fuck a ho and use the same condom on the next bitch Nasty ass nigga having sex with a dead chick Film it with the GoPro, slow-mo, then upload it to Netflix Uhmm, excuse me I hate to bother Do you know where I can find a little Asian parlor? Let her play with my balls like a game of soccer And fuck me too for like eighty dollars? I need my dick scrubbed and bathed in water I hold the bitch down and play some doctor If I ask her for it it's goin' make it awkward If I tip her well she'll give brains and swallow I'm a nutcase with ADD Who rapes these beats, don't try cause you can't be me Ya'll can't be pleased, stop hatin' on my angry steez It makes me cheese, I barely know my ABC's But still I'm on and I made like 2 million bucks Now look at you niggas now, you give a fuck Shit askin' to be on my team tryin' take my God damn cream cause you niggas stuck Same niggas always name droppin' like "Aye Hopsin, I rap too I'm tryin' get paid off it Dre heard my shit and said it was great, I'll probably get signed to Eminem any day And next week, Snoop Dogg, he gon' get me blazed One time I opened up a concert for MGK My big partner lil cousin man he friends with Drake And Big Boy up at Power man said he get me played I had a video on Worldstar, dawg believe it I don't know what happened but it got deleted" (Man if you don't get your ass out of my God damn face talkin' that bullshit nigga) Stop it with the lies dude, I'ma just remind you I hate phony niggas, I will not pretend to like you Thirsty ass niggas love talkin' when I slide through Fuck you, nigga you ain't hoppin' into my crew Damn, shit Fuck nigga I just can't deal with these niggas no more, man Yeah, yeah, nigga I just can't deal with these niggas no more, man Yeah, yeah I just can't deal with these niggas no more Fuck, shit Man, I just can't deal with these niggas no more, man Fuck, shit, damn I just can't deal with these niggas no more Aus Songtexte Mania