Lyrics

Look at me smashing they hope Look at me winning the match Bitch Bet I been stacking my guap I set my lyrics on fire with matchsticks All of these guys want a bad bitch All of these bitches want fat dick Belak be going so spastic Sleeping on me like a mattress Must be Tempur-Pedic Cycle keeps on repeating Me and myself are competing Praying to Internet Jesus Diddy Kong poppin' peanuts Pop a cap in yo ass Zero Suit Samus, wham it's Damage done, do the dash Licking the dick at the top, bitch Nobody going to stop this Olimar high on rocket Meta Knight I gotta pop kids Belak don't run out of options Threaten 'em making the Glock spin I'm what you shoulda been watching Shouldn't of put me on auction Now I be saucing Now I be getting to bossing Aye King K Rool Palm tree fan, so I stay cool I steal yo bananas 'cause I hate fools Never had a reason I just make juice Aye King K Rool Palm tree fan, so I stay cool I steal yo bananas 'cause I hate fools Never had a reason I just make juice Dropping a bitch like a drop-top She got a cold Sucking my dick, need a cough drop Rapidly penning a flow How does it go Bet I be doing non-stop Ticking away like Bom-omb Bet I be rapping to Arzon Bet I be rapping to Houston Fuck it I do it to both Fuck it I do it the most Aye Collar pop Dollars drop, like Nintendo Triple A But I ain't got no innuendo I'm probably Gone off of another Benzo I honestly Don't fuck with any of your best flows Check me out PornHub, public restroom Beer bottle On my dick I never bless you Full throttle Oh my god I'm a role model Do or die though I get more than a few follows Aye King K Rool Palm tree fan, so I stay cool I steal yo bananas 'cause I hate fools Never had a reason I just make juice Aye King K Rool Palm tree fan, so I stay cool I steal yo bananas 'cause I hate fools Never had a reason I just make juice
Writer(s): Kaleb Treis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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