Horsewang Cypher (feat. Yna Now)

Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Holdup let him cook
Yeah I'm finna cook
Eating lo main
You know with a boo
Eating shrimp lo main
Hit him with the two two three
Chop of the brain
You know how it do

Nah I'm playing
I'm a cracker cracker cracker
Hit him with the doo doo doo
Shovel hit him with that pickaxe
My shit netherite your shit is diamonds
Imma pull up with the big boy lineman
I'm a I'm a I'm a
I'm a linebacker
Hold up on my shit
Harry potter

This shit is not free um
Yeah she rides my meat
Yeah um
No please
Please do not hop on me
I'm happily taken
Yeah I like steak and
Mother flipping bacon

Potter shit you know how I do
Switching it with the crew
You know how I do
Im switching the flow
You know how it do
Eating the chains of the go

Django unchained unlinked
Hyperbolic system chamber
You know how I do
I'm with the Nintendo crew
With the boo
You know how it do
King boo with the with the
Doing this for Jordan Terrell Carter
Im finna hop on the beat
Eating meat
Switch it up

Counting all those dollar bills
Popping those colorful pills
Show up at the function
They flock over me geese geese
Throwing bread crumbs
And it's over
So flipping gangster
Yeah I say cuss words

I roll with the homies and we so fly
This is fucking stupid
I have a super penis so I tend to
I hate you look like your mom
Middle school bitch

My name is joey I like to play games
I don't like people calling me names
I like cartoons like Thomas the train
I have a very small brain
I have money yeah
I have friends nah
I have girls one
I have nice cars none
Fortnite Fortnite

Yeah uh yeah wuh
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah wuh
We
hit them with it joey
Are in this together
Uh yeah uh mhm
Joey Joey Sainz

Uh oh yeah uh
Uh oh yeah uh
Mr poller is the shit
They call him horsewang
I respect that
Yeah oh yeah
Brody's haircut
Make him look like a penguin

Riding in the Bentley
Smoking on some tree
No I hit that shit
Yeah this shit is not free
Riding on the street
In this curb hit the sheet ooh
Riding down the street
With my meat in my pocket
Pull that shit out
Hit him with the pocket rocket
Ayy ayy ayy ayy

I let my bitch drive my whip
And she crashed it
Riding on my clort
Smoking on a dart
And it spark
Skirting through the town
Put that shit down
Put on her a
Make that b smile

Every day I'm praising him
I'm just gonna listen to it first
Oh it's recording
This is embarrassing
I'm praising him
I'm praising
Jesus oh Jesus

I love my god I love him
Thank the lord
He's in my heart
Oh I love god
I pray every day
Oh amen and

Yeah Yeah I love God Ahhhh ahhhh
I be praying Ahhhhh ahhhh
All these demons
I be slaying
Ahhhhh oh God
I hate Lucifer
He's not my slat
If he tries to talk to me
I tell him get back

You're trying to get a hundred
Right Jacob
Yeah you right
I know Mr. Poller
I'm gonna get that one hundred
I want one too Mr. Poller
I'm gonna get that one hundred



Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Mckissick
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