Uh, was always and quick-witted But somethin' was always like six digits seven probably poppa Little nigga so they on him, hassled him Things changed I hassled back, so David hit the pavement with this rap Snapple fact: you wack While I am poppin' like a crack So high you could see Tallahass, the opposite of cataracts Matter fact I am Farmer John milkin' cattle packed nipple squeezin', boy colder than sniffle season Simple genius, go hard and spit of semen So when the street is split, don't act surprised, with it The Gang of Wolves and creeps and Is deep as Creek and shit I pray they got gills either that or some floaties I know I got skills, why you I'm posted boastin' tell these faggots to stop naggin' Cause them Wolf Gang threw them off the bandwagon like
Uh, was always fucked up as with it But I didn't cross the line until the hit it, troll I got you niggas nervous like virgins flirtin' Uncle Mervin Fuckin' with no lubricant, go grab the detergent I to demons at your church, now I'm the newest sermon Wearin' nothin' but they blast with the matchin' turban I drive through white suburbans in the black swervin' Hittin' curbs and blastin' Erick Sermon drunk off Bourbon I'm stealin' purses rapin' nurses I'm a surgeon And treat the beat like sanitized pussies, I'm a German I'm squirtin' I'm masturbatin' and regurgitatin' From eatin' Miley Cyrus salad pussy they were servin' My only purpose is to jerk it it has a curve So bitches to do me like it's convict community service This my Zombie Circus, you get a fuckin' ticket Odd Future Wolf Gang like they're filmin' Twilight in this
I'm back on my sixty six sick Flowin' like the blood out the competition's slit She lick it up, Dracula, spit it back, back at ya She mad as fuck, stuck in the back of a black Fed her acid now the duct quacks back at her Hello Heather yellow now you ain't laughin', huh
Bitch you're barely breathin' on the back of the boat While I fill you up semen from the Wolf Gang team and Flowin' like the creampie inside of daughter Oughta eat the bitch with salt and wash it down a gallon of water I the saw and sawed of her arm and auctioned it And dip her in gold molds and flossed the shit Fuckin' awesome box of trees, got you niggas Shakin' like Parkinsons from the clitoris of Kelly Clarkson's dick Ironin' you niggas now it's time to the shit Drown your in a tub of cum and throw a shark in it a random abandoned garage and go to park in it Find Earl lying on the carpet, pull my knife out, sharpen it him, put a arch on it, pour unleaded gas on him Get the Zippo and spark the Hop back in the van and depart the bitch him on his own track, the faggot shouldn't have started it