i'm boutta blow

Gotta lotta shit up my ass, I gotta wipe
See some money in ur pocket, I gotta swipe
White bitches run away from me, I gotta pipe
Big booty on my face, that shit ripe

I gotta bomb in my book bag, im boutta blow
Your bitch looking at me funny, I want her toes
My name is Big Nay, bitch, no one knows
My Dms are dry as hell, I got no hoes

I'm silver 2 in valorant, call me a shooter
Your daughter is looking at me funny, I'm boutta groom her
Sitting on a toilet all day, I'm a pooper
I'm boutta slide on your fucking block, with a scooter

I'm not 18 yet, it's still legal
Loitering outside your house, eating a bagel
I go to therapy every week, I am unstable
Boutta body slam your ass over a table

Left my hello kitty book bag on the plane
This beat is so fire, my bars insane
Saw your grandpa walking alone, I stole his cane
Left his weak ass on the ground, in so much pain

My ass riding a roller coaster be like ahhhhhhh
Girls still run away from me, like ahhhhhhh
Jumping head first off a cliff, ahhhhhhh
I saw a mouse on my kitchen floor, ahhhhhhh

Got caught with my weed, got my ass grounded
Some bitch stole my airpods, his ass got pounded
I'm getting a private pony ride, I am mounted
Playing GTA and my car got impounded

See a bunch of sheep, I call them sheeple
The joke is that that word sounds like people
Doing anal with poop involved, shit got fecal
I am and always will be, afraid of needles

This part right here is the interlude

I love seeing girls when they are nude
I love living in my household, it's like a farm
When a school shooter comes in, I will disarm
Girls love me so much, I am a charm
Eating fancy food tonight, chicken parm



Credits
Writer(s): Aidan Clerkin
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