Aw, thought he killed me? Alright, cool, we'll see
1] Strict top of the shit Crushin' like moths in a mosh pit Dollar cents since shit, sense I lost it It's in a fuckin' jar with guitar and bar spit Bar spat, tense, warriors of radness Fuck lame, get it through your brain like dad's Go ahead, stab a friend, tell him that I'm back, Earl leave bastards milkiest asses a firm standin', nine on the tracklist Earl half the the reviews fantastic gettin' comfy on the couch, I ain't havin' it Kickin' maximus, killin' niggas on accident
Just watch, I'mma 'em all Just watch, kill 'em all watch, I'mma kill 'em all watch, off 'em!
2] Off 'em, no off days, no debates, Box logo, switchblade and In my back pocket, take Jade on The hotel switch Heartbreak to Bates quick Rippin' out braids with hands amazes The crowd, go crazy, raised, I'm laced with by the eighth in case you wanna taste it Faggots wear Prada, wears RMK shit angel, crack Christ 'cross the face With erasers and use Based God as his Super with ruthless slayings Eat puss, puss got my tooth decayin'
3] Now pan the back to me and Pamela's Amateur threesome with Montana's manager And Miley feedin' me for my stamina And Santa's in the back laughin' my back's crampin' up Mrs. Claus balls, think she had enough And by I mean we dope as fuck, she had a gram of us Flyer than man because I'm lampin' up At the airport smokin' hash with all the fuckin' handlers like the muthafuckin' aqueducts Odd Future Wolf Gang, fag damagers, bitch, eat a