All autistic artists are lining up with songs they can't sing. they can't sing enough. their painting pictures of all the pictures they took. your swimming
Night once had a life worth living. now i can't keep awake long enough to see anything interesting. don't get me wrong, i still yawn at dawn, but now
I want a one hour work week. i want to roll my tobacco in hundred dollar bills. i want waste and a waist mom would be proud of. i'm going to get some
On such and such a day, what's his name told you know that girl all about that other guy from sometime last week at that place in town. because everyone
And If I don't use rubbers, need more covers Housekeeping, I mean goddamn One time, let it be a bad bitch sweeping That know we get O's like Cheerios That know because
Lil' Jazz 'bout to spaz, can you keep up? I'm just feeling sorry for whoever gotta sweep up Yeah, bills everywhere, trill everything And Drake just stand for do right and kill everything
had saw that you clang too (clang too) [Chorus] I bet it sucks to be you, you , you (x2) yeah it sucks to be you ,you ,you it must suck to be you, you
and tells me Everything you know is wrong Black is white, up is down and short is long And everything you thought was just so important doesn't matter Everything
, should I let 'em spin on all of y'all? Should let my 20s spin on all y'all haters? Everything we write, I swear, it's all original Niggas mad at bone because
' in my hood at night and I'm low up on cash So gimme everything you got 'cause Bone assult your ass Oh, so you wanna play hero, sucka? Fuck that shit
can make her famous if she did him Suck him, lick him, another victim of a bust and ditch 'em Why must you suffer this when really love, what's the mission? Because
never another to go with a brother, been smotherin' suckers then go undercover, we leave 'em in gutters, They claim they can do it, but who is the sucka
the mic nigga, fuck these hoes Yeah, I'm thinkin' back 'fore a nigga just came up Playin' games with the bitches Thought a nigga might change but I was tight thinkin' everything
of doja Outside in the parking lot in front of the cars Standin' in a circle with some wannabe stars Freestylin', but you ain't original, no You just shootin' everything
a school crossing Picking up my young cock for some cool tossing Defermation of character, racially slandering But all I'm ever givin ya is pimping and pandering So please let me go off of some Because
all the mail I was in jail, you told lies to my mum Scooped the next nigga and sucked him at the prom Now, I'm going to court for welfare-back payments Because
'd make the world suck my d*** without a condom on, while I'm on the john If I had a million bucks it wouldn't be enough, because I'd still be out robbing
I'd make the world suck my dick Without a condom on while I'm on the John If I had a million bucks it wouldn't be enough because I'd still be out Robbing
