Anger MGMT
I ain't trippin', I'm dismissin', get my shit up on the low
When I'm swishin', get the digits from the nine seven zero
Like my money, weed and pussy, that's just all a youngin' know
Like my light skin's cocoa, she say she the throat goat
Ok girl, go loco, doin' what I say so
You ain't not no local baby, but you love the snow
Why your nose all red, you look like Rudolph in his bitch hoe
Striped from the legs up, the zoo right down the street yo
(Yo, chill the fuck out)
I ain't mean to be mean
But if you try to be me, I'll hit you with my beam beam
And blow it up, no green screen, I fuck her on a routine
My sprite filled up with codeine, my bong big like a Boeing
And bitch, I'm only 18
(Let's go)
I ain't trippin', I'm dismissin', keep my shit up on the low
When I'm swishin', get my digits from the nine seven zero
Like my money, weed and pussy, that's just all a youngin' know
Tie a lace, ain't no runnin' back, ain't runnin' at my pace
I'm just runnin' up a bag, you boys been lookin' out of place
I got nothin' on my face, so get the fuck up out my way
Huh, yeah, so get the fuck up out my way, bitch
I ain't trippin', I'm dismissin', get my shit up on the low
When I'm swishin', get my digits from the nine seven zero
Like my money, weed and pussy, that's just all the youngins know
Like my light skins, Coco, she say she the throat goat
Okay, girl, go loco, doin' what I say so
You ain't not no local, baby, but you love the snow
Why your nose all red, you look like Rudolph in his bitch hoe
Striped from the legs up the zoo right down the street yo
I bend her, she a pretzel, sleep around, ain't nothin' special
Got a body filled with molly, pretty soon gon' lose the dental
Fuck around, ain't accidental, I ain't an asshole, baby
But I just know that you a rental
(Fuck up out my face)
I ain't trippin', I'm dismissin', keep my shit up on the low
When I'm swishin', get my digits from the nine seven zero
Like my money, weed and pussy, that's just all a youngin' know
Like my light skins, Coco, she say she the throat goat
Okay, girl, go loco, doin' what I say so
Drop a gear and then I pass, they know all this shit been
Bangin', get a taste, won't be your last
I'm just laughin' cause I'm makin' shit, I'm pullin' out my ass
Workin' double time and still don't know if he gon' make it back
When I'm swishin', get the digits from the nine seven zero
Like my money, weed and pussy, that's just all a youngin' know
Like my light skin's cocoa, she say she the throat goat
Ok girl, go loco, doin' what I say so
You ain't not no local baby, but you love the snow
Why your nose all red, you look like Rudolph in his bitch hoe
Striped from the legs up, the zoo right down the street yo
(Yo, chill the fuck out)
I ain't mean to be mean
But if you try to be me, I'll hit you with my beam beam
And blow it up, no green screen, I fuck her on a routine
My sprite filled up with codeine, my bong big like a Boeing
And bitch, I'm only 18
(Let's go)
I ain't trippin', I'm dismissin', keep my shit up on the low
When I'm swishin', get my digits from the nine seven zero
Like my money, weed and pussy, that's just all a youngin' know
Tie a lace, ain't no runnin' back, ain't runnin' at my pace
I'm just runnin' up a bag, you boys been lookin' out of place
I got nothin' on my face, so get the fuck up out my way
Huh, yeah, so get the fuck up out my way, bitch
I ain't trippin', I'm dismissin', get my shit up on the low
When I'm swishin', get my digits from the nine seven zero
Like my money, weed and pussy, that's just all the youngins know
Like my light skins, Coco, she say she the throat goat
Okay, girl, go loco, doin' what I say so
You ain't not no local, baby, but you love the snow
Why your nose all red, you look like Rudolph in his bitch hoe
Striped from the legs up the zoo right down the street yo
I bend her, she a pretzel, sleep around, ain't nothin' special
Got a body filled with molly, pretty soon gon' lose the dental
Fuck around, ain't accidental, I ain't an asshole, baby
But I just know that you a rental
(Fuck up out my face)
I ain't trippin', I'm dismissin', keep my shit up on the low
When I'm swishin', get my digits from the nine seven zero
Like my money, weed and pussy, that's just all a youngin' know
Like my light skins, Coco, she say she the throat goat
Okay, girl, go loco, doin' what I say so
Drop a gear and then I pass, they know all this shit been
Bangin', get a taste, won't be your last
I'm just laughin' cause I'm makin' shit, I'm pullin' out my ass
Workin' double time and still don't know if he gon' make it back
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Writer(s): Jacob Latek
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