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(Lyrics)

Uh, yuh this is a bit off topic
But I be ballin
Rap on a beat and don’t make any profit
S-s-sucking my meat and I told her to stop it
She got some critters they creepy and crawling
Yeah they be crawling yeah they be walkin
Saw her outside the street, like Joe Goldberg yeah I be stalking
Fuck her so bad yeah she in a coffin
Tears in her eyes like when are we stopping?
Went from fucking to molliwhopping
All the angles I’m starving like Marvin!
Queefed out her ass I think she just sharted!
Hot gas in her ass call the fire department!
Crazy on this beat I think I am retarded!
All angles like Patrick yeah I am a starfish!


(Verse 2)

She’s hawkin on my tuah 
Yeah I’m gonna do her
Yeah, did her real good
Did her at the back of a fucking hooters
Niggas be talkin shit through a computer 
Don’t be runnin nigga I’m Mario Judah
This niggas a loser
Digital shooter
Caught his ass IRL that keyboard shit was just a rumor


(Verse 3)

Make him get slapped make him bite the cement
Hit em in the head there’s a bump and there’s a dent
We head tappers, that head is bent
Yuh, crashing in fast like I got a fucking fighter jet
Ash Ketchum winning all of these fights, they on my poke-dex


(Verse 4)

Whispering on the beat, yeah I’m a lil tired
Spat all these bars under my blanket, oh shit, now it’s on fire
I be switching flows up to make all my shit perspire 
Imma always be up, even when I am retired
Passing all these bars around, yeah they like some fliers
I be rapping in the night, I be rapping in the dire 
Doing all this shit alone, I’m my own choir
I know you want to be me, I know I am who you admire


(Verse 5)

Yeah I am a freak, but I am not diddy
Nibbling, dribbling sucking her titties
She’s eating my meat, I’m banging her kitty
I’m making it new, like New York City 
I’m like Mr beast, but I am not jimmy
Yeah she asked for a band, so I gave her fifty
I’m Mr McMan, my banks looking pretty
He showed me a band and and that shit looked silly

 
(Verse 6)

This shit ain’t no fun, he’s fake flexing it’s buns
He said that he is like that,  but he is big and he’s rotund
He’s an internet shooter go get him his gun
I’m the father I’m the darth Vader you’re my son


(Verse 7)

Gonna switch the flow up,
I’m finna blow up,
Every year it’s clear in the mirror I’ll always glow up
Bitch you better tote up
You got no bucks
You messing with the goat yeah, you got no luck

(Ending Verse)

He’s showing me digital money  yeah he’s showing robux, oh fuck, now you’re stuck
That must suck,
Now you’re dead, snuck in your head with a hockey puck 
Clam,bam yeah, I’m a fucking geoduck
I got nunchucks too I’m like Norris, you can call me Chuck 
Comparing yourself to the goat, you’re a fucking bum 
Hearing 808s and hearing all these fucking drums
Stuck in your head forever, you can call me bubblegum

silly rap

lyrics later but this right here is the flow!

Mindfully Kind!

red lips

On My Own (Cover)

[Lyrics]

you already know (unaudible) might as well fucking rap on this hoe,
    [Verse 1]
    Ay, Ay
Solving on that jigga brain just like a wordle,
Penetrate thru that nigga brain hallow purple
You know that I’m crazy I’m not brazy not a verbal
Imma make yo bitch squirt, uh, uh, Squirtleeee (AY!)
Over and On Top ay, you just a hurdle,
Pop you like some Popcorn, call you Kernel
Won't take too long ay, It's a Commercial
POP POP like a Pimple, its Epidermal.

[Verse 2]
Nigga talking shit wit them words they be hurtful
Nigga giving fights for inside it’s internal
Imma make these INNER calls HIT you they external 
Fucking with me the CONSEQUENCES are ETERNAL (YUH!)

Popternal

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Do anything for clout (ft Thuggables)

Lyrics soon, (realms and me)
DISS TRACK
Fuck DAT PEDO!!!

Nostalgic445 Anthem! (pedostalgic) (Nostalgic diss)

Haven't finished putting all lyrics in but HERE ARE MINE, I AM BACK, THIS IS DEBUT FOR ME NOT THE BEST BUT MORE IS COMING 



(Verse 1)
I remember as an ember 
I would never let them ever ruin my leather 
Walk through any weather
Like December colder then
The temper nigga get you a sweater
This my block suck my cock
Got your bitch on my shit yeah
She pulling my lever
Like a rock pop a pill for the thrill
Fuck your bitch in the crib whenever
I want

To haunt yo block yeah yo niggas they finna get knocked
By my glock yeah im shooting this beam wit the laser im tight with my flock 

I will not 

ever stop

Till I’m fly wit my niggas and stacked all the way on the top

They be ya boys yet they being ya opps
so I’m looking behind me whenever I walk
Boom bam bops cannot tell
They on the floor we on top of the shell
Tight wit them niggas we will never sell
 My duo with me so shit ending well
But if you try to dethrone us we send you to hell 


(Verse)
Me and twin flowing 
Yeah lil thuggy flowing
Yeah prodigy going 
And niggas be bloating
But we not controlling 
So niggas keep strolling
And we keep patrolling
And we rock yo bitch ass
Right out in the open
Like nigga we fighting 
Like hulk and I’m holgan 
And nigga I’m holdin 
The strap and reloading 
And nigha you know it
I’m gonna keep showing
How rappings historic 
And how you’re below it 
I’ll reap and I’ll sow it 
And then I will choke it  
So shawty can blow it
Ready for the ocean 
So imma go slow in That water 
I’m fucking that bitch
Yeah I am a monster
I pop me a pill and I eat that ass harder
Regardless you know it yeah i am a chopper
Yeah I’m gonna chomp her and eat it 
I Don't give a fuck if that shit taste like some motherfucking red lobster

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this kinda a freestyle i produced and made this while i was sick so early fucking drop lyrics when im not bedridden

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