Goo Lagoon

Big bone cheddar The big chrome repper and his Ringtone level leave ya shin bones shattered Mister sting gon' get up and bring those get ups Will the tings come with us To body up the quitters He the rack and booty getter The master of the wetter Woman all across Nevada came to see them cross the ladder Must of posted lots of shatter Now Ryan getting madder and madder She getting fatter and fatter And now I got all that matters Maybe Now she's looking shady She looking my way tryna have my last baby But this ain't no Tom Brady A hundred yard shaving got adobe calibrating A haunted yard graving next to holy masturbating Somebody must of sold a big block of winter snow Cuz there's body's on the floor, and his shit ain't even cold Got a pack a wintergreen Barretta cook up on the stove And that shit be growing mold Swae lee the Groen mold Arcadia Energy of My hands are numb I'm the chosen one Oh I am fortunate love You sit and torture me enough Oh am I cold and out of touch But I love you and I will clutch On to these jewels and fainted gloves Is that all we have Is that all we have Is that all we have Is that all we have Is that all we have Is that all we have