Art The Clown
Woo, yeah, ayy
My name Joeshmo but (yeah)
Recently I been feeling really ignorant (brrt, yeah)
So I had to unleash my alter ego and his name Yoeshmo (Yoe)
And Yoeshmo made this song
So I really hope you like it (let's go, brrt, yeah)
Bitch I'm not no clown, but I feel like Art (huh?)
Diamonds on me cold, they just like my heart (what?)
Diamonds yellow, so I named my AP "Bart" (yeah)
Hey, Jenna Ortega, I'm tryna sniff your fart (let's go, yeah)
I feel like Art the Clown, I got a thirty round
And I shoot that bitch just like Curry (Curry, yeah)
If you tryn' fuck around, then this shit going down
I had to dip in a hurry (skrrt, woah)
Told that bitch "turn around", took her to pound town
I like that pussy a lil' furry (furry, yeah, ayy)
She want another round, told that bitch "bow down"
Got Justin Fields on my jersey (uno, let's go)
Prada on me, bitch I feel like the devil (ayy)
None of these boys on my level (ayy)
My diamonds big like a boulder (yeah)
Your diamonds small like a pebble (yeah)
I been the goat since forever (ooh)
I got millions of these medals (ooh)
Diamonds my wrist, they so heavy (what?)
But these motherfuckers not metal (what?, ayy)
Bitch I stay high (huh?), I can't be low (what?)
Got thirty racks (racks), just from my show (let's go, yeah)
Grim reaper yatted (yeah), taking they soul (soul)
I got a side bitch that work at the Lowe's (ayy)
Yeah, she a good bitch, she do what she's supposed (yeah)
Got a few cons, but it's mostly some pros (pros)
Fuck that lil' bitch, pass her right to my bro (let's go)
Needed a break, had to give Ace a bone (let's go)
And speaking of bones (yeah), I feel just like I'm Jon Jones (woo)
'Cause bitch I'm the goat (ayy), I did all this shit on my own (yeah)
Wait, I got to cancel that (why?), I did it with P and So' (oh)
Now they all know (yeah), motherfuckers stick to the code (yeah)
Stick to the code (yeah), diamonds on me cold, I need a coat (woah)
Water on me just like where the boat (yeah, yeah)
I got the guap and your little bitch know it
She rubbing my dick with her spit, ain't no lotion (yeah)
And I got the clout lil' bitch, I got the motion (let's go, yeah)
I pull out my money, her pussy turn ocean (ha-ha, yeah)
Bitch I'm not no clown, but I feel like Art (huh?)
Diamonds on me cold, they just like my heart (what?)
Diamonds yellow, so I named my AP "Bart" (yeah)
Hey, Jenna Ortega, I'm tryna sniff your fart (let's go, yeah)
I feel like Art the Clown, I got a thirty round
And I shoot that bitch just like Curry (Curry, yeah)
If you tryn' fuck around, then this shit going down
I had to dip in a hurry (skrrt, woah)
Told that bitch "turn around", took her to pound town
I like that pussy a lil' furry (furry, yeah, ayy)
She want another round, told that bitch "bow down"
Got Justin Fields on my jersey (uno, let's go)
Prada on me, bitch I feel like the devil (ayy)
None of these boys on my level (ayy)
My diamonds big like a boulder (yeah)
Your diamonds small like a pebble (yeah)
I been the goat since forever (ooh)
I got millions of these medals (ooh)
Diamonds my wrist, they so heavy (what?)
But these motherfuckers not metal (yeah)
My name Joeshmo but (yeah)
Recently I been feeling really ignorant (brrt, yeah)
So I had to unleash my alter ego and his name Yoeshmo (Yoe)
And Yoeshmo made this song
So I really hope you like it (let's go, brrt, yeah)
Bitch I'm not no clown, but I feel like Art (huh?)
Diamonds on me cold, they just like my heart (what?)
Diamonds yellow, so I named my AP "Bart" (yeah)
Hey, Jenna Ortega, I'm tryna sniff your fart (let's go, yeah)
I feel like Art the Clown, I got a thirty round
And I shoot that bitch just like Curry (Curry, yeah)
If you tryn' fuck around, then this shit going down
I had to dip in a hurry (skrrt, woah)
Told that bitch "turn around", took her to pound town
I like that pussy a lil' furry (furry, yeah, ayy)
She want another round, told that bitch "bow down"
Got Justin Fields on my jersey (uno, let's go)
Prada on me, bitch I feel like the devil (ayy)
None of these boys on my level (ayy)
My diamonds big like a boulder (yeah)
Your diamonds small like a pebble (yeah)
I been the goat since forever (ooh)
I got millions of these medals (ooh)
Diamonds my wrist, they so heavy (what?)
But these motherfuckers not metal (what?, ayy)
Bitch I stay high (huh?), I can't be low (what?)
Got thirty racks (racks), just from my show (let's go, yeah)
Grim reaper yatted (yeah), taking they soul (soul)
I got a side bitch that work at the Lowe's (ayy)
Yeah, she a good bitch, she do what she's supposed (yeah)
Got a few cons, but it's mostly some pros (pros)
Fuck that lil' bitch, pass her right to my bro (let's go)
Needed a break, had to give Ace a bone (let's go)
And speaking of bones (yeah), I feel just like I'm Jon Jones (woo)
'Cause bitch I'm the goat (ayy), I did all this shit on my own (yeah)
Wait, I got to cancel that (why?), I did it with P and So' (oh)
Now they all know (yeah), motherfuckers stick to the code (yeah)
Stick to the code (yeah), diamonds on me cold, I need a coat (woah)
Water on me just like where the boat (yeah, yeah)
I got the guap and your little bitch know it
She rubbing my dick with her spit, ain't no lotion (yeah)
And I got the clout lil' bitch, I got the motion (let's go, yeah)
I pull out my money, her pussy turn ocean (ha-ha, yeah)
Bitch I'm not no clown, but I feel like Art (huh?)
Diamonds on me cold, they just like my heart (what?)
Diamonds yellow, so I named my AP "Bart" (yeah)
Hey, Jenna Ortega, I'm tryna sniff your fart (let's go, yeah)
I feel like Art the Clown, I got a thirty round
And I shoot that bitch just like Curry (Curry, yeah)
If you tryn' fuck around, then this shit going down
I had to dip in a hurry (skrrt, woah)
Told that bitch "turn around", took her to pound town
I like that pussy a lil' furry (furry, yeah, ayy)
She want another round, told that bitch "bow down"
Got Justin Fields on my jersey (uno, let's go)
Prada on me, bitch I feel like the devil (ayy)
None of these boys on my level (ayy)
My diamonds big like a boulder (yeah)
Your diamonds small like a pebble (yeah)
I been the goat since forever (ooh)
I got millions of these medals (ooh)
Diamonds my wrist, they so heavy (what?)
But these motherfuckers not metal (yeah)
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