Oom well, heh!
To the rocky bend
Medi-mer river heavy
Bushka bobbing number heated protein in her acid
Could be the brain died not, and I levnish
They think they're the dirtiest
Go in, they get that sadnik

I honor brat shit, they don't want at these though!
I be tushy gwine down
All makin' me work
I could shine
Hard to play
All the mini D car
Had to play the summer circuit
Never learned what world was

Hang 'em high mate
By the tree down at Moore's swimmy
If you pull them any rushes
Like a steely minor heavy
It's your non-essential city for it gets better
Take a spitty, yo

And here's your Circuit City bodied
Jimmy did my friend in here
They put my mans and his non-God-focused mate
Climbin' paid, yes he's better
So he now chew the blades
Our work is sorta shit
Twerk us out then work a sit, boy
And guess us only naked get playa pin in days

My ad vibe got heady
Know the crowd
Fire Jammy call the flacca shoe tags on
Underwear they can't star
And they never add no more Indian
It's diff'rent
The day I bail or bend
I have my cannons on the grandma

Next I'm feelin' why they fit me
Your way crackin' see
A terror titillate your boy
Yummy neko
Gally kit
Peach upon your miss
Have all we did is only days
And your backup in your retro shop
Will land aboard the Mesa

Lion tore made as Mossad
Yeah my placate strong
Ruddy side takes a win
Good and brothered old car
Try and get this any hand
Guess I needs you in
Eye-dapper for me now the trade-in
Now move down to ten

Now yall encoding up a shit list
In there why their hay
Missy said if he had gonna hit that back up
On my right
Stashing pretty nature soldiers on my rack
Getting ready do my video
Then I gotta tack, uh
Gonna maybe heaven
Make 'em know where Dali died
He got rat-anon
The graft, Mr. Shies-on-the-face
If you wanna see
You gotta be on the show that she wag, D

Still to see if they truck with danger
For mister shooter and game
With the mad toy