Chill Stepbro

Kickin back
While these bitches fondle my sack
And I plot another attack
On incinerating my past
All these rappers making me mad
Ain't original fucking wack
Be recording the same track
And the fans still gon clap what the
Fuck are y'all doing ain't never improving you stupid
Fucking useless I knew that you muhfuckers would lose it
Bitch I'm booted and cruising the PT to the movies
Fuck her booty it loosen then imma hack a loogie
It's that G-R-E-Y get the fuck off my line
I don't care bout yo sign my dick come with a price
Y'all ain't got no pride sell your body for likes
That shit could not entice Sally G-R-E-Y
Boy I done leveled up left a thot all in the dust
Severed her what a cunt kicked her out punt
Grey the plug whatchu want got hella bud
Fucking up outta luck everything suck
Baby I could never give a fuck
I just kick back relax while I'm sippin on my cup
If you lookin for your shawty find her bouncing on my nuts
Thinking thats my penis but she grinding on my gun
Pull up with my cock out imma swang it til I'm dizzy
Brand new mothafucka imma tote the nine milly
All these rappers babies come and suck up on my titty
Got the shiesty on my noggin while I'm walking through yo city
Cause I don't want no conversation
Bitch you talking all the nonsense put you on the pavement
I just roll up the stank pass on the drank don't thank
Convey the hate be coursing through my veins
Cause 99 that mothafucka I be smooth as butter
Finna be deep up in yo mother then kick her to the gutter
Cause I don't give a single fuck about a bitch
Told me that she love me told her gobble on my dick



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Writer(s): Andrew Brent Moran, Nicholas Dismore
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