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Bitch
The best rapper in the fucking world
I said erectile dysfunction up in the function
Erectile dysfunction up in the function coming through
Yeah I'm swinging my noodle (Move bitch)
Bad bitch hella old hella baked that's the cougar who been makin me Kugel
(Shoutout all the gilfs)
Where the dabs at
Where the grams at
Where your granny and your auntie and your gramps at?
Brought Bacardi then we leave the party ransacked
I'm the type to bring a bong up in the backpack
It's a rat trap
All this life shit
I watch the news I'm gettin dumber on the nightly
You ain't doin shit but sitting high and mighty
They say the world is ending I'm content the fact it might be
Say I'm righteous
I ain't righteous
Though I'm in the right mind frame to to give a slight diss
Speaking on my name but you don't know what's on my right wrist
They ain't seen a Jew who handle gas and do it like this
Like maybe since Auschwitz's
When I die please put a mic up in my coffin
I call all the shots I'm no huddle with the offense
Blue and orange uniform
The white Obi Toppin
You ain't left me wit no option
Baggin all these hoes
I ain't even ever been the top pick
Boy I'm really cold
I'm a dog no lassie
Blocked her in my phone but I still smashed last week
Squallie from down under what's her name? I call her Cassie
If she really wanna get it she gon get it nasty
She want me to sing
But I ain't Marc Bassy
Beating up the kitten
But it ain't no tabby
My lungs need a break so there ain't no dabbing
Cozy to the core no there ain't no fashion
I hit up the club time to spend my bands
I hit up the club, watch a thick bitch dance
Where the dabs at
Where the grams at
Where your granny and your auntie and your gramps at?
Brought Bacardi then we leave the party ransacked
I'm the type to bring a bong up in the backpack
It's a rat trap
All this life shit
I watch the news I'm gettin dumber on the nightly
You ain't doin shit but sitting high and mighty
They say the world is ending I'm content the fact it might be
Say I'm righteous
I ain't righteous
Though I'm in the right mind frame to to give a slight diss
Speaking on my name but you don't know what's on my right wrist
They ain't seen a Jew who handle gas and do it like this
Like maybe since Auschwitz's
When I die please put a mic up in my coffin
I call all the shots I'm no huddle with the offense
Blue and orange uniform
The white Obi Toppin
