PUKE IT

Hey, yo, baby, baby
Hey, yo, baby, baby
You won't
Fuck you, ass, you're trouble, and now you're about to get your dinner
I ain't missing nothing

Fuck, fuck, fuck
Time to square up, bitch
You out here running your mouth, thinking you're hard
Your whole squad knows you a snitch
Ain't nothing but escape
Mack is your parent's sibling
Your bummy bitch made hit

You probably fucked up
Fuck you, go fuck yourself
Surround your Mack's lab circus
None of the hoes want your sloppy ass
Not even for a million dollars
Cash me outside

So you pump your will to work
To talk these shows
We've seen your search history
It's all fucked up
Drizzle
You try and flex, bitch
Ignore the spec
We've seen through your whole fake guys
Fake it

Your whole persona wack no cap at the trailer park
Your daddy's your pimp and your mum is your height
Guy caught dribbling like a dead skunk
For a minute, and hot-ass gums walk raven ash at a clam rally

Ain't nobody fucking with you, ass
Even the possums talk shit and laugh at you
Your whole persona wack no cap
At the trailer park, your daddy's your pet
And your mama's your height
Your height, your height

Your breath stinks like a dead skunk
For a minute, and hot-ass gums walk raven ash at a clam rally
Ain't nobody fucking with you, ass
Even the possums talk shit and laugh at you
I let your whole career clinger

Dead net, head missing teeth
Come at me, snaggle tooth
I dare ya
Do yourself a favor
Drive
Do yourself a favor
Trash, go crawl back under that
All talk, you call home

This is your king, T-Bone
Dropping knowledge on a bummy
Bow down, Yahoo, bitch
Peace out, thought you didn't

Your whole life been trashed like your mama's abortion
Now go blow your whole family
Alabama cousin, fucker
Three thousand, not an integer

See me, I'm the illest out
Dropping lyrical bombs like Hiroshima 45
2.4 bands and counting
Still spitting these flames to utterly demolish ya

Can none of your rookies even come closer
Nah, I didn't think so
Bitch, peace out
Busting on your head top like a pimple
Leaving you popping like a zit
You're stuck up donkey dick sniffing shit
That's a wrap

Wet, pushing a fish in your noddle
Funfuck is officially in the body bag
R.I.P
Shout out to all my real ones out there
Y'all know who runs shit
I'ma head out
But your boy T-Pose ain't on deck
Fuck with me if you're feeling lucky, boss
Gang, gang, bitch

Peace
Peace

That's a wrap
Wet, pushing a fish in your noddle
Funfuck is officially in the body bag
R.I.P

Shout out to all my real ones out there
Y'all know who runs shit
I'ma head out
But your boy T-Pose ain't on deck
Fuck with me if you're feeling lucky, boss
Gang, gang, bitch
Peace
Peace
Peace



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Writer(s): Danny Hoang
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