WHITEBOY WILD

Came far from a horrible event I’m sorry for the arms that I bent Sold weed in a bimmer, No tint God, He ain’t got no sense Whiteboy wild like Rick Came far from a horrible event I’m sorry for the arms that I bent Sold weed in a bimmer, No tint God, He ain’t got no sense Whiteboy wild like Rick I don’t wanna cause a ruckus Psyche, Yes I do Can’t sit still motherfucker, What’s it to you? I’m in the booth spitting tooth after tooth after tooth Jump off the roof and break me a bone or two Expose the truth, Get smoked by who? (Me!) No one safe and no one go (Free!) Sold my soul but no one knows (Geez!) Wait, Hold the phone, I hold the throne (Please!) I don’t want to have to diss everybody but I’m pissed Everybody hates Jake$wish Stepping on my feet like I won’t make fists Then the propane hits after I face this Drop the beat JackGriff Bury the bodies in the bottom of Camp Tuscoba Carry the pocket rocket, Pop him and then it’s over Chop him up, Knock on the door, I ain’t invite nobody over In a predicament, Gotta do the same thing 2 dead, What would Dexter do at 19? Who said I was gonna do the right thing? Oh my God, Jake goin’ insane Put a bullet in the chamber then I put it in your brain Certified grav packer Always been a mad cracker I was in my bag way before the backpack rappers If you think you bad, You get stabbed in the back Interact with the rats, You a bitch and a fag Need to take another 6 tabs Got a bitch riding dick like its 6 flags No need for an intro, I kick ass Get a big laugh when you step through the door with your bitchass Came far from a horrible event I’m sorry for the arms that I bent Sold weed in a bimmer, No tint God, He ain’t got no sense Whiteboy wild like Rick Came far from a horrible event I’m sorry for the arms that I bent Sold weed in a bimmer, No tint God, He ain’t got no sense Whiteboy wild like Rick Crazy motherfucker, Not really tryna fist fight 6’2 whiteboy with a big pipe Kiss my ass, You a bitch and your sis fine Think you fucking with us, Turn your ass into a fish fry I been smoking weed so much, I can’t even relax now Make him hit a grav, You hear him throw up in the background Drop him off a deck, It got him limping like his calf out Used to try f*ck with you, Ain’t got no time to chat now On your ass if you ask if you have to bring gas to my house, Ima throw you on the damn ground But I laugh in the face of a bitch when he piss down his leg cause I caught him with his pants down Whiteboy Wild, Doing cocaine tricks Don’t give a f*ck, On my Cobain shit Y’all ain’t shit, I can’t miss Can any motherfucker switch flows like this? Like damn, how he so cold with the jams? 2018, I ain’t have no friends, No plans Wish I was in a band Probably OD with a coke in my hand Got a bow when I stand Show you how to sell 30 bucks for a gram to an unlucky fan, Put a gun to his head Man he probably better off dead Never met another like me, I’m a threat Came far from a horrible event I’m sorry for the arms that I bent Sold weed in a bimmer, No tint God, He ain’t got no sense Whiteboy wild like Rick