Emoji Medula Bich
This shit is exactly what you expect
Don't cross a star you ain't Juliet
This shit ain't a shirt its a fuckin' dress
Her face on the dick look like Cousin Itt
I just changed my meds now I don't want sex
I make a toilet out your fuckin' Benz
I hate my whole life but go dumb as shit
Numbing out stupid I guess this just what I is
If I had my way your veins would decorate my fuckin' Rolly
There ain't gods no more, I don't got nobody no more and y'all can't console me
If I had my way your veins would decorate my fuckin' Rolly
I'm boutta roll my eyes all the way up - cus you can fuckin' blow me
If you got a problem hit our help-desk up motherfucker you can talk to Tony
I know it ain't over the heads cus my aim with the brain-blast so clean so clean
Nothing is real that you spit so why should you be bothered if I do the same shit
I blame it on disocciation you sayin' simmer down, zero G as me at spacin'
Waste 'em I take 'em to plant and we sort 'em with plastic, you just recycled shit, you stank man
What I'm rappin' right now is as trash as what y'all do, difference is I know its fake shit
I know what you are by the end of your first chorus, why you pay for promo?
Why you dolin' out to hope they see you grope your stones man? try and least be like, adjacent?
This shit is exactly what you expect don't cross a star you ain't Juliet, fool it gets
Hot in my studio which is my room in my family's home got no job my medulla sick
I'm tryna walk dogs for my mental health, if you get Scrappy I might Doo a belt
My whole team compose of usually just me, if I were a jellyfish I'd go: bloopity-bloopity-bloopity!
If I had my way your veins would decorate my fuckin' Rolly
There ain't gods no more, I don't got nobody no more and y'all can't console me
If I had my way your veins would decorate my fuckin' Rolly
I'm boutta roll my eyes all the way up - cus you can fuckin' blow me
If I had my way your veins would decorate my fuckin' Rolly
There ain't gods no more, I don't got nobody no more and y'all can't control me
If I had my way your veins would decorate my fuckin' Rolly
I'm boutta roll my eyes all the way up - cus you can fuckin' blow me
You know I stuck my dick up in my medulla and you know I say a lotta rude things Imma bad bich
Sayin raps hella good, take a lap around my fat dick, Pachuco zooted straight, but fuckin faggot fabulous
Spray it like a stick up piece'll get you all a facelift, all I'm sayin's dirty is the word but sure ain't tasteless
When I give a fuck I'll call you up like you some bacon ain't it funny how you suck but I'm a slut
And I am fucking sick
I got like 40 stick-n-pokes up on my ballsack
When I'm on that couch you know I always get that call back
Talkin' smut, I'm off that bus and troubled but I boss up
So lit its light as balsa, you know my emoji salsa
I got like 40 stick-n-pokes up on my ballsack
When I'm on that couch you know I always get that call back
Talkin' smut, I'm off that bus and troubled but I boss up
So lit its light as balsa, you know my emoji salsa
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Don't cross a star you ain't Juliet
This shit ain't a shirt its a fuckin' dress
Her face on the dick look like Cousin Itt
I just changed my meds now I don't want sex
I make a toilet out your fuckin' Benz
I hate my whole life but go dumb as shit
Numbing out stupid I guess this just what I is
If I had my way your veins would decorate my fuckin' Rolly
There ain't gods no more, I don't got nobody no more and y'all can't console me
If I had my way your veins would decorate my fuckin' Rolly
I'm boutta roll my eyes all the way up - cus you can fuckin' blow me
If you got a problem hit our help-desk up motherfucker you can talk to Tony
I know it ain't over the heads cus my aim with the brain-blast so clean so clean
Nothing is real that you spit so why should you be bothered if I do the same shit
I blame it on disocciation you sayin' simmer down, zero G as me at spacin'
Waste 'em I take 'em to plant and we sort 'em with plastic, you just recycled shit, you stank man
What I'm rappin' right now is as trash as what y'all do, difference is I know its fake shit
I know what you are by the end of your first chorus, why you pay for promo?
Why you dolin' out to hope they see you grope your stones man? try and least be like, adjacent?
This shit is exactly what you expect don't cross a star you ain't Juliet, fool it gets
Hot in my studio which is my room in my family's home got no job my medulla sick
I'm tryna walk dogs for my mental health, if you get Scrappy I might Doo a belt
My whole team compose of usually just me, if I were a jellyfish I'd go: bloopity-bloopity-bloopity!
If I had my way your veins would decorate my fuckin' Rolly
There ain't gods no more, I don't got nobody no more and y'all can't console me
If I had my way your veins would decorate my fuckin' Rolly
I'm boutta roll my eyes all the way up - cus you can fuckin' blow me
If I had my way your veins would decorate my fuckin' Rolly
There ain't gods no more, I don't got nobody no more and y'all can't control me
If I had my way your veins would decorate my fuckin' Rolly
I'm boutta roll my eyes all the way up - cus you can fuckin' blow me
You know I stuck my dick up in my medulla and you know I say a lotta rude things Imma bad bich
Sayin raps hella good, take a lap around my fat dick, Pachuco zooted straight, but fuckin faggot fabulous
Spray it like a stick up piece'll get you all a facelift, all I'm sayin's dirty is the word but sure ain't tasteless
When I give a fuck I'll call you up like you some bacon ain't it funny how you suck but I'm a slut
And I am fucking sick
I got like 40 stick-n-pokes up on my ballsack
When I'm on that couch you know I always get that call back
Talkin' smut, I'm off that bus and troubled but I boss up
So lit its light as balsa, you know my emoji salsa
I got like 40 stick-n-pokes up on my ballsack
When I'm on that couch you know I always get that call back
Talkin' smut, I'm off that bus and troubled but I boss up
So lit its light as balsa, you know my emoji salsa
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Credits
Writer(s): Intrusive Af
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