King Pig

Me and Mathias, in the art room We be fuckin' all these bitches while we do our still life's And John, I banged your mom Man, she so bad that I hit it twice Every single day we do this shit, every single day Every single day we do this shit, every single day Said, every single day, yeah, we are living our best lives Every time I see John's mom I stop and give her pipe Cause f*ck John, yeah, f*ck King Pig He's a petty motherfucker who touches little kids He's a petty motherfucker who can go eat shit F*ck that bitch! Queue the beat switch F*ck John, yeah f*ck John Yeah, f*ck that stupid ass hoe! That mans can't handle our flow Cause he sending his dick out like it's FedEx though Now back up, cause I need my space Time to get outta my goddamn face These goofy little goobers always actin' like it's nothing, they always pressing over something Now I gotta slow down, cause I ain't tryna make this mans frown These lyrics makin' John look like a damn clown But I can't f*ck with you bitches, just can't stand all you hoes Just can't stand the way y'all let that shit go So I won't let it go so I'll keep going, I ain't joking, I'll keep going When I'm in the presence of him, he always ruins my day Always mad, always weird, always acting gay We don't f*ck with John, he can never take a joke Man has no clue of the war that he's invoked Now I gotta slow down, cause I ain't tryna make this mans frown I just need to vent, and get this out So lemme disclose, while I'm freestylin' on this beat Strap in, buckle up, remain in ya seat Young swearer, druff bearer Spitting bars with no error Head sweeper, Griff Peter John gon be a wife beater Not Dillon, no stutter Really hate the Queen lover Corey Glover, fucked your mother End John, so he never bother, woah I don't f*ck with John, yeah, no Ryan's girlfriend is a hoe Sorry, I just had to let them know cause she a motherfuckin- Shut the f*ck up! like we at the library John's father disappeared, kinda like he's Perry We are K-Mart y'all an L-mart, man, you ain't even ready I'm with they and them, not talking non-binary (And I-) I be fuckin' yo bitch Raw-doggin' yo bitch Don't f*ck with my clique Lil Cazp with the stick You're poor, I'm rich Your girl, my dick F*ck John, King Pig F*ck John, f*ck John, f*ck John, f*ck John, f*ck John, f*ck John, f*ck John, f*ck John f*ck John, f*ck John F*ck John, yeah f*ck John Yeah, f*ck that stupid ass hoe! That mans can't handle our flow Cause he sending his dick out like it's FedEx though Now back up, cause I need my space Time to get outta my goddamn face These goofy little goobers always actin' like it's nothing, they always pressing over something Now I gotta slow down, cause I ain't tryna make this mans frown These lyrics makin' him look like a damn clown But I can't f*ck with you bitches, just cant stand all you hoes Just can't stand the way y'all let, that, shit, go