Who are you to tell me what I can and can't do?
I wanna stay up past 10, mom, fuck you.
Yeah, so what, if I wanna huff glue?
Step to me mom, and I'll beat you like kung fu.

Not to mention: going in raw; no protection.
Slam your ass with my three inch erection.
Toss to the curb; trash collection.
Sorry about your urinary tract infection.

Hit the streets, do the drugs.
Hit up BK get the nugs.
Hit your mom, touch her jugs.
Gonna nut, gonna nut.

You messing with the Succ Gang.
Mess with us: bang, bang.
Going like "gang gang".
Cocaine: slang slang.

Step to us, flatten you like a panini.
You're my bitch, call me motherfucking Mussolini.
I'll give you five bucks if you touch my weenie.
Rub it real good like a magic genie.

Gonna nut, gonna nut.
(Gonna nut, gonna nut.)
Gonna shove it in your butt.
(Gonna shove it in your butt.)
Gonna nut, gonna nut.
(Gonna nut, gonna nut.)
Motherfucking nut in your motherfucking butt.

Yeah. Yeah. Succ Gang. Yeah. Yeah. Succ succ succ succ succ.

Allah? Allah deez nuts. (Gottem.)
Bofa? Bofa deez nuts.

Gonna Nut

Gonna Nut Instrumental

Big head like Jimmy Neutron.
Life goes around like a marathon.
Sometimes, you just gotta carry on.
Conquer it like Babylon.

Yo, gotta blast. (x4)

Yo, I gotta blast.
Wish I was in the past.
No responsibilities; dreams were very vast.
Sitting here in the super dark overcast.
These are the things that I gotta broadcast.

Yo, gotta blast. (x4)

Yo, gotta blast, YUH.
Gotta be a little like Nietzsche.
Our existence is full of sorrow.
Never know if you'll wake up tomorrow.

Yo, gotta blast. (x4)

Yo, I wish I wasn't in jail.
Too poor, can't afford bail.
The time is as slow as a snail.
Wish I could have a job delivering mail.

Yo, gotta blast. (x4)

Jimmy Neutron

Jimmy Neutron Instrumental

One in the brown and two in the pink.
I wanna get drunk, but my mom doesnt let me drink.
When we go down, I'm done before you even blink.
Now it's time to get outta here before my dick shrink.
Afterwards, go to Staples, get some printer ink.
Did you know that pennies are made mostly from zinc?
Go home, play csgo, turn off vsync.
Beef with me, gonna make you motherfucking rethink.

Hanging with Robin Williams.
Succ Gang making billions.
Moon base reptilians.
Changing up the flow.
Against Jim Crow.
Paint your pussy like a Van Gogh.
Fibonacci Numbers; Golden Ratio.

I'm gonna stab you with a k-nife,
Even if you have kids or a wife.
Come after you in the afterlife.
With Jesus, watching Bug's Life.

Jake Paul on some next level shit.
Lemme get on this track, I'm about to spit.
Fuck the Logang, all the haters, AND Logan Paul,
Always talking 'bout his rise you can call this his fall.
Never cross my boi Jake, ride or die.
Logan was the big brother, now he's losing all his limelight.
Jake Paul, underdog, raking in the dough.
Keep dabbing on them haters, 'cause it's everyday bro.

BUGZZ Llif3

BUGZZ Llif3 Instrumental

Thicc as an elephant,
you rappers irrelevant,
pocket full of pills,
but not for me,
got your mom succin
on her knees,
got her body shakin
like Parkinson's Disease.

24 hour fort challenge in your mom,
now I gotta apply some nice cherry lip balm,
when I'm with your mom I'm a motherfuckin peeping tom,
Succ Gang blowing up like a fuckin pipe bomb.

1v1 on the open court,
basketball... it's a real easy sport,
YO SHAQ, OREO DUNK CHALLENGE? 
OH MAN, this is unbalanced.

Sippin gin and juice,
call me Kate, no call me Bruce,
rhymes like Dr. Seuss,
got your mom loose,
grab the noose,
self abuse.

Thicc

TL Hound I don't fuck with it,
put my dick on your upper lip,
lemme mutilate your mama's clit,
I don't fuck with that ISIS shit.
You might as well be a baby bitch,
get on your knees and start sucking dick,
need to stop going for those viral clicks,
before I send you to Michael Vick.

Think you're on top of the totem,
only thing you're on is your dads scrotum,
all your raps haven't even wrote em,
all your beats you just download em.

TL Hound,
take your mama to pound town,
Succ Gang don't fuckin mess around,
when it comes to punk bitches,
liars and snitches,
step to us gonna end in stitches.
Oh no Hound, please dont cry,
just because your rap career is gonna die,
when Succ Gang drop this bomb ass shit,
from this game you better split.

Raps make me wish I was Helen Keller,
shoulda put you down like Old Yeller,
this is Yung Slim-Thicc the storyteller,
you a poor ass bitch I'm a Rockefeller.

TL Hound need a doggy lesson,
Brooke ain't gonna give her pussy, blessin,
get on your knees, pray to Allah,
Brooke only plays with the big ballas,
cum in daddy, start to cry,
let it get your favorite cream pie.

Succ Gang

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