Hypocrite
Oh, hello
I am so glad that you're here (good evening)
My name is Moses
And I am a Christian
I hope that you find me sincere (God Bless)
I love to read to the children
And be a role model to them and my peers
And I don't like touching
I'm abstinent
I find premarital sex very weird
(Nigga you lyin')
Maybe
I don't give a fuck
I hope you have a stroke
And end up on a monitor (bitch)
My mama got some pills in the cabinet
I'm 'bout to grab a baggie and get half of 'em
To sell 'em to an officer (cap)
Tryna watch my evеry move
But I'm too far ahead for you niggas
You gon' have to go and cop you somе binoculars (facts)
I can see through you paper thin ass niggas
If they trippin'
I won't hesitate to rip 'em out and wad 'em up
Ahem
Fuck you with a cactus
On a mattress
Made out of candy canes
Sharpened on the glass tip
While an actress
Ear fucks you with a magnet
Just to fuck what you niggas heard
While attractin'
(All that bad shit)
No lube, use the acid
And I hope the paramedics get stuck in traffic
Tryna come and save you from this madness
The point is fuck you
Life's a dick
That motha fucka never flaccid
Sorry
I don't really know what came over me
But I feel so much better now
I was checkin' the weather
Was hoping for sunshine
But I guess it's gon' be wet for now
And I hate to bother you
Would you mind helping me
Moving my bed around?
Thank you
Yeah, right there
Now shut the fuck up, bitch
You better not make a sound!
Move yo' ass to the basement
Watch you struggle on the pavement
While I choke you with an anklet
No use in fightin' my insane grip
Shut the fuck up and suffocate, bitch
And when yo' family files
A missing persons statement
With the cops
I won't say shit
To the agent
Matter fact
I'ma show 'em messages
That I may have sent to myself
From you sayin' you're on vacation
On beach with a blanket
Half naked
I don't know what you all take me for
There's no Plan B for me like a pregnant whore
Bitch, you an ant I'm a Megazord
That's not a metaphor
I'ma be stompin' you niggas down
Lower than my cousins credit score
Then I will post the pictures on a Reddit forum
I hope you're ready for this Armageddon war
(We about to take a field trip)
Oh, hello officer
Well, the last time I talked to him
He said he was going on vacation
(We about to take a field trip, nigga!)
No, here-here are the text messages right here
Oh, oh
Well, maybe you can come in
And I'll help answer some of your questions
I'll be sure to help
I am so glad that you're here (good evening)
My name is Moses
And I am a Christian
I hope that you find me sincere (God Bless)
I love to read to the children
And be a role model to them and my peers
And I don't like touching
I'm abstinent
I find premarital sex very weird
(Nigga you lyin')
Maybe
I don't give a fuck
I hope you have a stroke
And end up on a monitor (bitch)
My mama got some pills in the cabinet
I'm 'bout to grab a baggie and get half of 'em
To sell 'em to an officer (cap)
Tryna watch my evеry move
But I'm too far ahead for you niggas
You gon' have to go and cop you somе binoculars (facts)
I can see through you paper thin ass niggas
If they trippin'
I won't hesitate to rip 'em out and wad 'em up
Ahem
Fuck you with a cactus
On a mattress
Made out of candy canes
Sharpened on the glass tip
While an actress
Ear fucks you with a magnet
Just to fuck what you niggas heard
While attractin'
(All that bad shit)
No lube, use the acid
And I hope the paramedics get stuck in traffic
Tryna come and save you from this madness
The point is fuck you
Life's a dick
That motha fucka never flaccid
Sorry
I don't really know what came over me
But I feel so much better now
I was checkin' the weather
Was hoping for sunshine
But I guess it's gon' be wet for now
And I hate to bother you
Would you mind helping me
Moving my bed around?
Thank you
Yeah, right there
Now shut the fuck up, bitch
You better not make a sound!
Move yo' ass to the basement
Watch you struggle on the pavement
While I choke you with an anklet
No use in fightin' my insane grip
Shut the fuck up and suffocate, bitch
And when yo' family files
A missing persons statement
With the cops
I won't say shit
To the agent
Matter fact
I'ma show 'em messages
That I may have sent to myself
From you sayin' you're on vacation
On beach with a blanket
Half naked
I don't know what you all take me for
There's no Plan B for me like a pregnant whore
Bitch, you an ant I'm a Megazord
That's not a metaphor
I'ma be stompin' you niggas down
Lower than my cousins credit score
Then I will post the pictures on a Reddit forum
I hope you're ready for this Armageddon war
(We about to take a field trip)
Oh, hello officer
Well, the last time I talked to him
He said he was going on vacation
(We about to take a field trip, nigga!)
No, here-here are the text messages right here
Oh, oh
Well, maybe you can come in
And I'll help answer some of your questions
I'll be sure to help
Credits
Writer(s): Yahor Sharenda, Garrett Moses
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