sippin onnat puter drank


[DISCLAIMER: I CAN RECLAIM THE SLURS USED IN THIS SONG]:

No, these bastards want my cash, no, I think that I’mma crash, hoe
It’s cuz I am drunk going 200 on the dash, hoe
Bitch, I’m going fast, yeah, they think that I am Flash, hoe
John fucking Cena, they can’t see me, fingerblast a hoe

With my new acquired blaster, hoe; she wasted, so I trashed the hoe
Care about consent, what the fuck you take advantage for?
Take your eye, I black it out, like Aiden Pearce: you blacking out
Got all of my dawgs, watching you, acting a faggot, hoe, aye

So call the shots, you in mania, but you ain’t hitting the tracks
In the box, call you Roddy Broke, cuz you don’t carry bands
Alimony, for seperation of your neck and yo head
I’m taking shots, like I am making Anti-Vaxxers mad

I pedal the metal like rock on a bike, I am a cat, no bitches in sight
You like to bark, but you do not bite, it’s time for you to get euthanised
I’m not a blender, I can not mix this song like every master
But you still listen, why? Cause I’m gonna hit them with the fingerblaster

(By the way, I’m talking about a gun, I’m not just gonna finger blast someone; that’s against my ideals)

What

burka

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