howie stern

Damn Klam, this beat got me started
I don't own no designer but I want some Mihara
The way that I be shittin' on this beat, you think that I farted
And please don't text me, cause I am not respondin'

I got a recipe from Beau Osickey (sick sick)
I feel like Howard Stern cause these pussies so sickly
Too many germs you can't get to me
I done called honcho farms like "aye Jobe you got that pack for me?"
Fuck, I measured it out, I only got a Q
But I got 14 g's set aside for me up inside the room (I was lyin' to you)
Hm, hi I'm high as fuck, it's nice to meet you
You said you smoke up but you be lying out your teeth boo
You said you be hittin' plays and in the studio
Only play you hittin' is 2k Ricky Rubio
You said you be flipping packs and going door to door
Only pack you flipping is that fucking Wendy's four for four

Man, you really smell and you need a tooth
Feeling like I'm Howie Mandel, hangin' with Beetlejuice
Damn, I'm really cranked up like a bell (ah ring ring)
Damn, I'm really cranked up like a bell think I need a few
Starrski'll really pull up and kill if you need him to
I just sent three gummies through the mail to my Uncle Strew

Huh huh wait shit, yeah that's DS
I'ma slap you in your face Nate Diaz
Huh, huh, wait shit, I'm bout to earn again
I'm about to kick you in your chin, Tony Ferguson
Shout out to my twin, Guven, we'll run the world again
Lately I been feeling like the shit, I'ma turd again (poopie)

Holy shit, I'm the holy shit
I ain't got Ricks but I still got a harder fit (Mr. put it on)
You be taking half, I want all of it (huh)
You be going to class, instead I just skip that shit



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