Lyrics:
I hop on beats, I make them cream, I do it masterfully
I’m a shrink in crevices, they call me Master Pussy
I’m a Guy that cares bout Family, we done lapped you Stewie’s
Past your crew
I just made your discog off half a doobie
Good Afternoon
Niggas think they monsters, I just packed this Scooby
Avenue
Blessing on the block, they call me Pastor Loo
Attitude adjustment
Mr. Slasher Movie
Please don’t get it twisted, little dab will do me
I approve this message, please don’t diss me
Shit get rather spooky
Breezy to your girl, I’ll never smash your pookie
Spit on her and hack a loogie
Roll a spliffy after sushi
Carrying this shit, I put my back into it
Silly Bandz
The way I get this money it’s like I’m acting stupid
Eating up this cat like I just drank a smoothie 
Strangle dudes
Coaching all these youngins like I’m McAdoo
Cooking up this cold shit, Alaska Stew
Culprit, I Dahmer dudes
Spittin awesome Gabagool 
I’m Chupacabra on a roll
I was never Honor Roll
Always got to hop in last
Jimmy Neutron, got to blast
I got to spit these fucking facts
All these rappers fucking ass
I’m thumbing cash, where’s the fun in that?
You summon trash, I’m freezing up this beat
You wish the summer’s back
Jerking off listening to rappers, I cum and laugh
Function drag, I’m not the party type, I just puff and pass
Carrying the feature like “I’m fucking fags”
Never will I fuck a fan
The Salvadoran Succotash
If you’re white, I advise you watch your back because we jumping Jacks
I just pissed on the beat, watching Charlotte play Cunningham 
I hate what I’m becoming, man
Feel like I’m a Prophet, the Son of Sam
This rap game is just a fucking running gag, fuck
I’m done

The Impulsively Tranquil One (FREESTYLE) lyrics in desc.

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