my Ness is nasty

Bro talkin' bout
"You wanna play Smash?"
Bro, trust me...
I'm on'
Whoop your ass, in Smash
Yeah that bit you think is bad, I passed
Runnin' a race and you in last, that's sad
Boy you dumb you back of the class, just smokin' on gas

Blowin' some O's
Trynna get out and just link with your bros
Link with some hoes
Thinking your life is fulfilled
when you make that girl take off her clothes
Will you ever change?
Who knows
Do you have an aim?
Who knows
Smoke it away, we smoke away the pain, that's how it goes
Slutty bitch, she usin' her brain, cause that's all she knows
Drip cold, mans not hot, no I stay on froze
Break another lil' bitch heart, know I came too close (way too close)

Yeah, I might whoop your ass, in Smash
Yeah that bit you think is bad, I passed
Runnin' a race and you in last, boy that's sad
Boy you stupid, back of the class, yeah straight smokin' on gas

Told that bitch I'm 'onna up it if you get too friendly
Never buyin' no bitch no Birkin, bitch I need a Bentley
These rappers talk down on my name, I hear the envy
Cus they know I stay runnin' the game
they keep pretendin' (that I'm not him)
That I'm not him (the fuck?)
Hah, bitch
But I am him
I'm from outer fuckin' space, Invader Zim
I cannot talk to a bitch, talkin' bout "where you been?"
Fuck that, I got the stick and I up that
Walk in like "where is the bud at?"
Need me that green cus I love that
Bro got the paper, where bruh at?
I was just countin' my bread cus my muhfuckin' bucks fat
(That was) That was cap, I ain't ever count money in my life
But we need big bread so we gonna hit a heist
Yeah my bro keep a stick so stop playin' with my life, yeah
That was cap too, cus he don't have a license
(Cappin, best cap rapper in the game!)

I'm on' uh, whoop your ass, in Smash
Yeah that bit you think is bad, I passed
Runnin' a race and you in last, boy that's sad
Boy you stupid, back of the class, yeah straight smokin' on gas!