JUNK BUNK FREESTYLE (feat. Terror Reid)
Don't try me I'll make spider come get you
Testing yo luck make the reaper come kiss you
Red dot on his forehead like a Hindu
Body her son and hand mama the tissue's
Pull up with a mask and Glock ready or not
Body drop, bloody tank top it's a face off
Fuck boy you should of never quit your day job
Had yo bitch screaming like "hey ya" on her day off
Hey Ya
Southern aliens coming from outer space hoe
Brass knuckles equipped on me just to break jaws
"S" right to your chest like Clark Kent
But I'm talking Smith and Wess though
You are now rockin' with thе goat
I been talking mad shit lemme clear my throat
Nеver know where I'm about to go
Wrap it up punk bitch, make it pretty with a bow
I got my ego back
Look like Encino Man
Fly like an eagle
It should be illegal, man
I'm with yo bitch and we off an amino tab
Lightskin bitch color of cappuccino, man
Yeah
Bitch suck dick almost made me fall in love
Steel toe boots had me jumping out the mud
Like kiddo in kill bill
10 years I'm still real the real deal
Baby bone blew a few mil yuh
Wassup!
Feel like 50 with the motherfuckin' vest on
Deftones fill the house up with some flies uh
Got bounty's on my head like I'm Trigun
Try me let it spray out like some Lysol
Coming up from the be-low
Cee-lo in a bus got my pockets deeper than the sea flo'
Hella neat tho
In a sheet with a cheap hoe
Making jaws drop with the way that I free throw
Testing yo luck make the reaper come kiss you
Red dot on his forehead like a Hindu
Body her son and hand mama the tissue's
Pull up with a mask and Glock ready or not
Body drop, bloody tank top it's a face off
Fuck boy you should of never quit your day job
Had yo bitch screaming like "hey ya" on her day off
Hey Ya
Southern aliens coming from outer space hoe
Brass knuckles equipped on me just to break jaws
"S" right to your chest like Clark Kent
But I'm talking Smith and Wess though
You are now rockin' with thе goat
I been talking mad shit lemme clear my throat
Nеver know where I'm about to go
Wrap it up punk bitch, make it pretty with a bow
I got my ego back
Look like Encino Man
Fly like an eagle
It should be illegal, man
I'm with yo bitch and we off an amino tab
Lightskin bitch color of cappuccino, man
Yeah
Bitch suck dick almost made me fall in love
Steel toe boots had me jumping out the mud
Like kiddo in kill bill
10 years I'm still real the real deal
Baby bone blew a few mil yuh
Wassup!
Feel like 50 with the motherfuckin' vest on
Deftones fill the house up with some flies uh
Got bounty's on my head like I'm Trigun
Try me let it spray out like some Lysol
Coming up from the be-low
Cee-lo in a bus got my pockets deeper than the sea flo'
Hella neat tho
In a sheet with a cheap hoe
Making jaws drop with the way that I free throw
Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Whitmer, Lucas Pérez, Pouya, Tanner Petula
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