Cum In My Soda

Yo girl sucked my dick for some food stamps
Started doing yoga, I got like 2 cramps
Shot my dealer cause he aint have no cocaine
People think i'm a zombie cause I get so much brain
That bitch sold me a handjob for only a nickel
Wish I was Morty, cause I wanna fuck a pickle
Getting dizzy from spinning off this fucking perk
Swinging legs, you know I hit that jerk
100 Gecs love me cause i'm a money machine
I ain't goin' sip your soda if it don't got lean
Bitches on my dick, I can't ever keep it clean
Clap her booty cheeks on her Sweet Sixteen
Always hyperactive, I don't need no caffeine
Always take a dub, feel like Lightning McQueen
Yuh, trynna keep this rap game clean
Yuh, I dropped out of Harvard to save the rap game

Don't call me Betty White cause I keep it 100
I'm a walking bounty, I keep getting hunted
Bitch can't even run without having to grunt
There ain't no mo' trees cause I stuffed them in my blunt
Choppin' all these trees, now i'm haunted by The Lorax
Your resting bitch face makes you look like a Snorlax
I don't care bout nothin', I just wanna relax
Stop trynna hit my phone up, I don't wanna fuck

Yuh, my uncle John gives me a boner
I smoke every night, yeah you know i'm a stoner
They put my name on the lease, you know i'm the owner
I hump my pillow every night, that's why i'm a loner
Ayy, I don't need a penis, now i'm a organ donor
I smoke every night, I don't need to be sober
If I see you in the streets then you know damn well it's over
I'm always getting lucky, I don't need no damn clover



Credits
Writer(s): Carlos Zelaya
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