Lyrics
It's that
Grey boy dripping up heavy with the vomit
Way I fuck the game, keep ya flesh up in my pocket
Cleaning up all this pussy, it's a shame I had to mop it
Then I'm gon' cock it, fill it with toppings, all my phallus into yo noggin, uh
Spitting that Grey Saliva old flow
Dripping it way up in ya ear hole
Gripping that dutch, it's fulla' indo
Sipping that juice up with the gin tho
Eat the pussy, pink slurping up on her lemonade
Fill the fucking sink, jerking up on my fucking shween
I'm gonna paint the walls all over with ya membrane
I'm gonna spank ya mom's fucking up on my sex swing
Busting through her lip, 'bout to give her the medusa
Used to fuck bitches in the PT Cruiser
Making bodies shake, two 12" subwoofer
You can find that K all in my boogers
Stomping out the mud with clique
Keep my circle small 'cause I don't fuck with counterfeits
I'm in the studio, so get the fuck up off my dick
I'm on my own wave, so go and do your own shit
I'm on cloud 99, bitch, I'ma float away
Only love one hoe and her name is Mary Jane
99 blunts rolled, I'ma smoke 'em to the face
Then roll a hundred more, 'cause all you motherfuckers fake
It's us against the world, so get the fuck up out the way
You paying for your plays, everything you do is fake
We get it on our own, so we got no more time to waste
A hundred-eighty-seven bodies laying on display
I'm a bad motherfucker with a fat dick
Swing it in the function while I'm smokin' on some cat piss
These bitches think they bad, but to me, they're kinda average
I'ma head out, grab a whip it then I crack it