gatorade splash bath
Ahhh, is that burns casino
I fucking think it is
He's so fucking hot, oh my god
Did you see what he was wearing
What was he wearing
I think some vans
I think we was wearing some vans
They're really nice vans
Think they were checkered
Where do you think he got them
Probably the vans store of course
Kinda makes sense, heard he wears Uniqlo too
Son of the stars
It's my parade
Splash it in my face like a Gatorade
I wanna make my step dad fucking cry
I'm just kidding mom, these are all just lies
Take a journey inside my head
Where the devil breaths upon the dead
Make it worthy, fill him with lead
Grab the shovel then fill up his bed
Don't know if he heard just what i said
The elf's in my mind only see red
Don't even know if my pops was fed
when he was taken by the feds
Don't know if i just took my meds
Or if i'm just losing it instead
Hammer the nail right in the shed
To assure myself some real street cred
Ukrainians like my boy Ev give me dap like it's privet
My singer boys like my guy Kev get my horses up like big boy rev
Son of the stars
It's my parade
Splash it in my face like a Gatorade
I wanna make my step dad fucking cry
I'm just kidding mom, these are all just lies
They know I'm crazy
And flow like shady
They ask who raise me
I'm so amazing
Hero
I'm caping
You ug
You pasty
Your girl
She eat me
Just like
A pastry
I wanna, go to the, park and fuck an older lady
My brainwaves, were taken hostage, by pirates, some mateys
She wanna, come over for dinner, i'm like uhhh, maybe
The dick pics, you asked for, they aren't for the saving
Like Aus, tin Powers, I'm oh behaving
My mouth ain't shutting, you need new taping
My gaskets, their pumping, always creating
I'm saddest at lunch like a Lucian Freud painting
Son of the stars
It's my parade
Splash it in my face like a Gatorade
I wanna make my step dad fucking cry
I'm just kidding mom, these are all just lies
Oh my god
I thought his shoes were cute but I don't know
I don't know
His voice is kind of sexy too
Burns Casino, pay my child support
Is that White Lightning? Sheesh
I fucking think it is
He's so fucking hot, oh my god
Did you see what he was wearing
What was he wearing
I think some vans
I think we was wearing some vans
They're really nice vans
Think they were checkered
Where do you think he got them
Probably the vans store of course
Kinda makes sense, heard he wears Uniqlo too
Son of the stars
It's my parade
Splash it in my face like a Gatorade
I wanna make my step dad fucking cry
I'm just kidding mom, these are all just lies
Take a journey inside my head
Where the devil breaths upon the dead
Make it worthy, fill him with lead
Grab the shovel then fill up his bed
Don't know if he heard just what i said
The elf's in my mind only see red
Don't even know if my pops was fed
when he was taken by the feds
Don't know if i just took my meds
Or if i'm just losing it instead
Hammer the nail right in the shed
To assure myself some real street cred
Ukrainians like my boy Ev give me dap like it's privet
My singer boys like my guy Kev get my horses up like big boy rev
Son of the stars
It's my parade
Splash it in my face like a Gatorade
I wanna make my step dad fucking cry
I'm just kidding mom, these are all just lies
They know I'm crazy
And flow like shady
They ask who raise me
I'm so amazing
Hero
I'm caping
You ug
You pasty
Your girl
She eat me
Just like
A pastry
I wanna, go to the, park and fuck an older lady
My brainwaves, were taken hostage, by pirates, some mateys
She wanna, come over for dinner, i'm like uhhh, maybe
The dick pics, you asked for, they aren't for the saving
Like Aus, tin Powers, I'm oh behaving
My mouth ain't shutting, you need new taping
My gaskets, their pumping, always creating
I'm saddest at lunch like a Lucian Freud painting
Son of the stars
It's my parade
Splash it in my face like a Gatorade
I wanna make my step dad fucking cry
I'm just kidding mom, these are all just lies
Oh my god
I thought his shoes were cute but I don't know
I don't know
His voice is kind of sexy too
Burns Casino, pay my child support
Is that White Lightning? Sheesh
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