Soggy Cardboard
Introducing to the ring
Welcome, sitting in the blue corner
Standing at five-foot-eight-nine inches
10,000 kilograms
Whom they call Gerdo
Soggy Cardboard makes you feel better
Throw it on the ground, let it get wetter (pa-pa-pa)
Soggy Cardboard makes you get better
Gonna hit you hard, make it, get it better
Scream and shout about it to into the crowd
About it in the corner, pound it
About it lot more, fat about it, got it upside down about it
(What the fuck?)
Sick that shit in the four step
'Til it blow yo' mind and agitate
(Terminal, God, I still weigh)
(Fuckin' Forrest Gump) (fuck what?)
Got a motherfuckin' cardboard box in the mail
I'm about to go on sail on the boat
Matter of fact, I'm about to let the motherfucker fall
Gotta itch, so I'm gonna go ahead and scratch my scrotum
You know you're so dumb, I think you'll hold them
And then I'll slow down
Get on the motherfucker vital position, they grab my gun
Ain't no motherfucker gonna get to me, bro
In my Soggy Cardboard castle, bruh
I kill a motherfucker, step to me, cunt
I eat Soggy Cardboard for breaky
Slurp that shit like yolk from the one egg
Your mother cooked me for breakfast this mornin'
Dylan
Welcome, sitting in the blue corner
Standing at five-foot-eight-nine inches
10,000 kilograms
Whom they call Gerdo
Soggy Cardboard makes you feel better
Throw it on the ground, let it get wetter (pa-pa-pa)
Soggy Cardboard makes you get better
Gonna hit you hard, make it, get it better
Scream and shout about it to into the crowd
About it in the corner, pound it
About it lot more, fat about it, got it upside down about it
(What the fuck?)
Sick that shit in the four step
'Til it blow yo' mind and agitate
(Terminal, God, I still weigh)
(Fuckin' Forrest Gump) (fuck what?)
Got a motherfuckin' cardboard box in the mail
I'm about to go on sail on the boat
Matter of fact, I'm about to let the motherfucker fall
Gotta itch, so I'm gonna go ahead and scratch my scrotum
You know you're so dumb, I think you'll hold them
And then I'll slow down
Get on the motherfucker vital position, they grab my gun
Ain't no motherfucker gonna get to me, bro
In my Soggy Cardboard castle, bruh
I kill a motherfucker, step to me, cunt
I eat Soggy Cardboard for breaky
Slurp that shit like yolk from the one egg
Your mother cooked me for breakfast this mornin'
Dylan
Credits
Writer(s): Ashleigh Garratt, Gus Campbell, Harry Boyce-norman, Joseph Bishop
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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