1. |
U FELL OFF!
06:48
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You need therapy
You need therapy baby!
I have to admit buddy
Something important to your career
You know what I mean?
Listen, yo
You fell off
You fell off
You fell off
You fell off
Yo, yo, you fell off
Yo, yo, you fell off
You fell off
You fell off
You fell off
You fell off
Yo, yo, you fell off
Yo, yo, you fell off
You fell off hard,
Go get a job buddy
I can tell that you can’t even pay your rent
You fell off hard
Go get some money buddy
Funny you don’t have a honey
To set you up
I got a leaning mop
Imma pick that up
Then imma go ahead
And give that shit to you
You need to get some bank
You fell off
You fell off
You fell off
You fell off
Yo, yo, you fell off
Yo, yo, you fell off
You fell off
You fell off
You fell off
You fell off
Yo, yo, you fell off
Yo, yo, you fell off
You fell off
You fell
You fell off
You fell off
You fell off
You fell
You fell off
You fell off
Blueface, baby
You fell off
You fell
You fell off
You fell off
You fell off
You fell
You fell off
You fell off
I keep on living, laughing
Loving myself
I keep on living, laughing,
Loving myself
Where do I go?
I’ve been looking for some kindness
Where do I go?
Do I keep living, laughing and loving?
Where do I go?
I’ve been looking for some kindness
Where do I go?
Do I keep living, laughing and loving?
I got a can of baked beans in the pocket
These bitches be talking, these bitches be talking
Strangle myself with a phone cord
Slap a bitch with a hot pocket
Shooting bitches with a store bag
Demi Lovato, the way I syringe his ass
Crack addict, eating ass since Twin Towers came down
I died in that crash
Higher than a motherfuckin’ kite
Your ass is about to be tight
Speeding down the highway
Hitting children with a bike
Logically doesn’t make sense
But it helps make a couple of cents
I just wasted some time on this verse
Just so I can it sound worst
I keep on living, laughing
Loving myself
I keep on living, laughing,
Loving myself
Where do I go?
I’ve been looking for some kindness
Where do I go?
Do I keep living, laughing and loving?
Where do I go?
I’ve been looking for some kindness
Where do I go?
Do I keep living, laughing and loving?
That’s right, baby, you need therapy
You’re listening to it right now
Imma try to make this listen very torturous
Cause I need therapy
We all need therapy
We all need to talk to somebody
We can’t keep having these feelings to ourselves
You know
I have to like— there should be a concept to this
But there really isn’t
I just
I just think we all need therapy
I need therapy
I don’t know why I put this together
I thought it was funny
You know…
Probably not funny.
But you know, you see how it is?
You see how it is, I’m tryna make this long as hell
Aight imma end it.
You need therapy
You need therapy
You need therapy
You need therapy
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2. |
catch.meee.outside!
02:44
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Yuh, awh shit
This some bullshit
I really need therapy
Fall out the sky, just saw the light
Bright and shy, ready to die
Soon to fly, could never lie
Wish I was high, just to say bye
Corny ass lines bruh, yuh, yuh
Let’s go and fight bruh (Yuh, yuh, yuh)
Catch me outside, catch me outside, catch me outside, catch me outside
Catch me outside, catch me outside, catch me outside, catch me outside
Catch me outside, catch me outside, catch me outside, catch me outside
Catch me outside, catch me outside, catch me outside, yuh, yuh, yuh
I’m a problem, searching for that solution (Aye)
Like to bottom, but I switch, you can try me (Switch, yeah)
They took my albums off these music platforms (Uh)
I’m a cockroach, you could never kill me, what’s the point (Yuh, yuh)
I could never be stopped, I could never be stopped, yuh, yuh
Spent my money up, get my paycheck, I’m gone, yuh, uh
She left me for her cousin, bitch, you could do better, uh
Catch me outside, catch me outside, catch me outside, yuh
Fuck outta here, I’m slipping into different dimensions, um
Told my momma, I’ll buy her a house if this pays off, yuh, um
You sniffing dope, one bop to your face, one bop to this discography
On that lemonade, Minute Maid, drink it, fade
I feel like I’m running out of options,
Losing oxygen, I got nadie
Got no support, I’m keeping me alive tonight
I’m sure as hell about to die alone, but that’s alright, yuh
Catch me outside, catch me outside, catch me outside, catch me outside
Catch me outside, catch me outside, what, what, catch me outside
Catch me outside, catch me outside, catch me outside,
Catch me outside, catch me outside, catch me outside, side, side, yuh
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3. |
BRITNEY FREE!
02:41
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I don’t fuck with
I don’t fuck with
I don’t fuck with
Yuh
Turn the music up, uh
Yuh
Britney free, Britney free
Britney free, Britney free
Britney free, Britney free
Britney free, Britney free
They freed Britney Spears
They freed Britney Spears
They freed Britney Spears
They freed Britney Spears
Britney free, Britney free
Britney free, Britney free
Britney free, Britney free
Britney free, Britney free
They freed Britney Spears
They freed Britney Spears
They freed Britney Spears
They freed Britney Spears
Britney free, I’m on a jet
Heard the news, had to go back
Celebrate, then I went back
On the jet, where I suck ass
Britney free, went on a boat
Snorted some coke, meaning the drink
Jamie Spears, you better hide
It’s not over for you, punk
Britney free
It’s a celebration for us all
An icon held captive for so long
She can finally do whatever she wants
Blow my brains out to this song
Britney free, Britney free
Britney free, Britney free
Britney free, Britney free
Britney free, Britney free
They freed Britney Spears
They freed Britney Spears
They freed Britney Spears
They freed Britney Spears
Britney free, Britney free
Britney free, Britney free
Britney free, Britney free
Britney free, Britney free
They freed Britney Spears
They freed Britney Spears
They freed Britney Spears
They freed Britney Spears
It’s a celebration for us all
An icon held captive for so long
She can finally do whatever she wants
Blow my brains out to this song
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4. |
CRY ME A RIVER [#BILL]
04:12
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You pushed me aside
I don’t know why I tried to bargain with you
You don’t love me
I tried to put up with your lies, I cried, oh
I cried a river, oh
Shoutout... I shoved a potato up my ass
I told... imma free him out of prison, don’t you worry
Bought a bag of jellybeans off a girls scout and then slapped her with it
Yeah, I just did 9/11 2: Electric Boogaloo
Yeah, Joe Biden unfollowed DaBaby off Instagram
And shout-out Michael Jackson, imma free him out the GODDAMN coffin, yeah
Have you ever just cried yourself to sleep to A-HA’s Take On Me? (Yeah)
Have you ever done crack behind the school because you were feeling lonely? (Yeah)
Have you ever masturbated to fucking Five Nights at Freddy’s porn? (Wait what)
Nah hold up dog, cut the beat real quick, hold on
I have never done that before, I was just messing around
That is weirdo stuff bro, that is WEIRDO STUFF
I like me DILFS, I like me DILFS
I like me DILFS, I like me DILFS
Sucking that dick, imma go
Imma go, imma go
I sound like a dog, choking on a bone
Keep it a Millie, I throw these bricks
Queerbaiting like I’m Billie Eilish
If we’re being honest, I think Soulja Boy was the first rapper to go down a stripper pole to hell
I’m not Doja Cat, I’m never showing my feet to white men
I’m not The Weeknd, but you better save your goddamn tears boy
If I jump off a roof, you better not stop me if I go Crip like Joe Swanson
Selena the queen, you cannot compete
Imma slaughter this beat with no hesitation
Shut up, shut up, shut up
I’m hearing voices in my head
Oh god, oh god
[Devil Dancing playing]
Oh, oh wait
Oh yeah
Hold up lemme, okay
I think I’m ready now
Shoutout... I shoved a potato up my ass
I told... imma free him out of prison, don’t you worry
Eating beans in a movie theater?
Sign me up cause we’re watching Cars 2
You heteros can never compete to where I’m standing
Cause if I don’t stand on my money, I’m 5’4
But if I stand on my money, I’m still 5’4
Call me Nicki Minaj, the way all you my sons
Y’all better behave before I put you up for adoption
Speaking of adoption, y’all better adopt a father figure cause I’m not playing any more
This internet thing ain’t no joke bro, you keep talking all that shit on the internet, I’m gonna go to your house and shoot you—
Queerbaiting like I’m Billie Eillish
My bootyhole is a lost cause
[tangent on wingstop coupons. not transcribing it.]
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5. |
BISCUIT AND FRIES (Skit)
03:07
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Yuh, welcome to Krispy Kreme where we serve hot and fresh donuts
How may I help you?
Yuh, lemme get a biscuit, some uh... fries... some uh...
Sir, we don't serve any of those things but there is a McDonalds across the street, so you can order those items from there.
The fuck kinda food service are you? Who the fuck doesn't serve fucking biscuits?
Sir, imma have to ask you to please be respectful. Plus, we are a donut place, we do not serve any fast food... Well... other than donuts.
Y'all some fucking bitches bro, so, how the fuck can you serve donuts but cannot serve fucking biscuits? The fucking biscuits and donuts are like the same thing.
Sir, imma have to ask you to please stop cursing at me. I can't really do much about that.
Yeah, shut the fuck up, y'all already know you can do that shit. Lemme get some fucking biscuits, and fries... and uhhh... I know you sell coffee, don't you?
Yeah, we sell coffees and uhm... we still can't give you those biscuits and fries.
Bitch, I know the fuck you can, just get your fucking recipe for a donut and change it up and make it into a biscuit. Plus, all you gotta do is cut up a potato and then fry that bitch, and next thing you know you got fries! So why don't you got no fucking potatoes?
Sir, we do not have potatoes at Krispy Kreme. The fuck we look like? We're not no fucking McDonalds, dildo, we're not no fucking Burger King. We're fucking Krispy Kreme, so bitch, you're gonna have to get out this fucking drive-thru and move the fuck on. Okay?
Not until you give me my fucking biscuits and fries, how the fuck y'all sell coffee but not no fucking biscuits or fries? Those are the two greatest combinations together, so give me my fucking biscuits and fries and let me get a mocha coffee. So I can throw that shit at you!
Bitch, we don't got no fucking biscuits and fries you dumb fuck! Go across the street and go to fucking McDonalds for that shit. We serve fucking donuts and coffee, bro... the fuck?
Y'all on that goofy shit for real though, I'm-- I'm get-- I want my fucking biscuits and fries. Why the fuck do I gotta go to McDonalds for that shit? Don't y'all got some fucking biscuits and fries? Y'all the motherfucking food service. Y'all in the fucking food service. Y'all motherfuckers gotta have some fucking biscuits and FRIES.
Tough tits, dumb fuck, we don't got no fucking biscuits or fries. Y'all gotta go across the street to the fucking McDonalds and bother their asses for a fucking biscuits and fries and coffee. I could give you the coffee, but then again, you not gon' get your fucking biscuits and fries. So you better leave this FUCKING drive-thru with something to get... OR you can get this fucking ass beating from me bro. I do not play that shit, get the FUCK off the drive-thru if you're gonna be wasting my fucking time. Either get the fucking coffee or leave, but when you get that coffee, you not getting no fucking biscuits and fries. So shut the fuck up, get something from here, or you can just leave where you're holding up the line and go across the street, for your biscuits and FRIES.
Fine! Fuck your bitchass! Get-- I'll just go to McDonalds then. Fuck you! I wanted my fucking coffee, biscuits, and fries! You some bitches bro.
Dumb fuck. Welcome to Krispy Kreme where we serve hot and fresh donuts, how may I help you?
Yeah, y'all got uhh.. pizza?
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7. |
COP A JOB
05:13
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Bitches got me fucked up
Just because I got no bitches, doesn't mean SHIT
Fuck you talking about?
You're jobless bro, like you're jobless
You can't even be talking on my name like that
Stop playing with my name, just because I got no bitches
Doesn't mean shit, i'm tryna get money
I'm financially stable, i'm tryna get this bread
Unlike you, you're jobless
You got no job!
You're stupid
Listen, ayo
Main bitch, this
Main bitch, that
Main bitch, shut the fuck up
I don’t need to hear all that shit (Oh)
You a pussy bitch
I’m about to smack your ass across the face
You don’t need to cop a bitch
You need to cop a job
Main bitch, this (Big Boss)
Main bitch, that
Main bitch, shut the fuck up
I don’t need to hear all that shit
You a pussy bitch
I’m about to smack your ass across the face
You don’t need to cop a bitch
You need to cop a job
Bitches on that fucking Goofy shit, heyuck
Motherfuckas on that stupid shit... (Aye Rick Ross, that's offensive)
I’m about to fucking drop a bomb
I don’t give a fuck
I ain’t fucking with you pussies
I ain’t fucking with you hoes
I’m fucking your dad and your momma
Call that pedophilia
Working 9 to 5
Call that shit full time
I’m about to stab a bitch with a Minecraft Sword
Euphoria, nah bitch, you for a job
Main bitch, this (Yuh)
Main bitch, that
Main bitch, shut the fuck up
I don’t need to hear all that shit (Yeah)
You a pussy bitch
I’m about to smack your ass across the face
You don’t need to cop a bitch
You need to cop a job
Main bitch, this
Main bitch, that
Main bitch, shut the fuck up (Shut up)
I don’t need to hear all that shit
You a pussy bitch
I’m about to smack your ass across the face
You don’t need to cop a bitch
You need to cop a job
I got a backpack in my back pocket
My ass fat, need a laptop
Reusing lines, cause it’s funny as fuck
Got my degree in Utah
Fat bitch look like Fee FAH
FOH, I’m beating your grandma with a goddamn
Biscuit
I’m fucking mad bro
I ain’t even sorry tho
Bitches tryna make me suck their toes
I ain’t that low
You bitches need to find a job
ASAP Rocky
I’m about to eat a bitch
Calamari
My name is NAV
I got racks on my lap
Got decks on the desks
Got girls doing curls
My name is NAV
Rackity rack
Deskity desk
Girlity-curl-y fries
No you can’t be on my momma album
Pop’s home, I ain’t getting frisked
They gon’ need security for this
Pop’s home, I ain’t getting frisked
They gon’ need security for this
No you can’t be on my momma album
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8. |
AND THEN
02:47
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No!
And I can't stop
And I can't stop
And I can't stop
Oh no!
And I can't stop
And I can't stop
And I can't, can't, can't
I think I fell into your river of despair
Depression hits me
Your depression hits me, ooh
Aye, and you look at him
And you look at me
And then you look at him
And then you look at me
And then you look at her
And then you look at me
And then you look at him
And then you look at her
And then you look at me
And then you look at her
And then you look at me
And then you look at him
And then you look at her
And then you look at him
And then you look at her
And then you look at me
And then you look at her
And then you look at him
And then you look at her
And then you look at me
And then you look at her
And then you look at me
And then you look at her
And then you look at me
And then you look at her
And then you look at me
And then you look at her
And then you look at him
And then you look at me
And then you look at her
And then you look at him
And then you look at her
And then you look at him
And then you look at her
And then you look at me
And then you look at her
And then you look at me
And then you look at him
And then you look at her
And then you look at him
And then you look at her
And then you look at him
And then you look at her
And then you look at me
And then you pull out your phone and then point the camera at yourself
And then you look at me
And then you look at her
And then you look at me
And then you look at her
And then you look at me
And then you look at her
And then you look at him
And then you look at me
And then you look at yourself in the camera roll
And then you look at her
And then you look at me
And then you look at her
And then you look at me
And then you look at her
And then you look at him
And then you look at your phone in the camera roll of yourself
And then you look at me
And then you look at her
And then you look at me
And then you look at him
And then you look at..
And then you look at me
And then you look at her
And then you look at him
And then you look at her
And then you look at him
And then you look at her
And then you--
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9. |
TOUCH GRASS
03:55
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Yo, this song is for my fellow humans
Who be sad, got nothing to do
You feeling hopeless
You know what I’m saying
It really do be like that tho
Listen
I write so many things to hide
Inside a closet by myself
It’s like I’m miserable
I should really go outside
You sit inside a home
On Twitter, on Instagram
Alone, wondering what you could do
In this environment
See nature again
I really need to touch grass
I really need to touch grass
I really need to touch grass
I really need to touch grass
Yo, yo, listen, I
I hate dumb people, that Patrick people
That slow people, that dumb people
I go on Twitter to hide inside a shell
And pretend that I could relate with people bro
I’m desperate, I got nobody
I think imma file a lawsuit on Jack
Oh wait, he stepped down as CEO
Whoever’s that new CEO is getting sued
(Get that money!)
Getting that money, I get that money (Woo!)
I’m getting that money, I get that money (Woo!)
I’m getting that money, I get that money from the Twitter
And then imma sue Mark Zuckerberg for that Meta
That Meta dough (Sue that man!)
Need that antidote
I’m lonely
Maybe I need to go outside
I really need to touch grass
I really need to touch grass
I really need to touch grass
I really need to touch grass
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10. |
GET THAT BAG BRO!
02:09
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This that motherfuckin 100 Gecs shit
That muh’ fucking Death Grips shit
You know what I’m feeling
You motherfuckers aren’t ready for this shit
This next level
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
Get that bag bro, get that bag bro
Get that bag bro, get that bag bro
Stop messing with them kids and get that bag bro
Stop messing with them kids and get that bag bro, yeah
Get that bag bro, get that bag bro
Get that bag bro, get that bag bro
Stop messing with them kids and get that bag bro
Stop messing with them kids and get that bag bro,
Get that bag bro, I spit facts tho
You got fat hoe, you’s a fucking broke
Suck my ass troll, you look mad girl
Imma knock your fucking head outside of Apple
Store
I want you to believe
Believe in me
In me
Flying through ecstasy
Ecstasy
I want you to believe
Believe
Believe
Believe in me
Believe in me
Nah psych
You thought right?
Hold up, hold up
Get that bag bro
Get that bag bro
Get that bag bro
Get that bag bro
Get that bag bro
Get that bag bro
Get that mothafuckin' bag
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11. |
LOCK HIS ASS UP!
04:36
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Lock his ass up!
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12. |
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Welcome to McDonalds, how may I take your order? If you have a rewards code, please let me know
Yeah, lemme get a cheeseburger, no cheese.
Bro what?
And no meat.
Are you serious right now?
And no toppings.
So you just want the bread?
Who said all that bro? I just want a cheeseburger, no cheese, no meat, no toppings.
Dawg, that's just bread. You're just asking for bread.
Nah, I'm not asking for bread, I'm asking for a cheeseburger, no cheese, no meat, no toppings. What seems to be the issue?
Dawg, there's no issue, you're just asking for bread. You're just disguising it as a cheeseburger--
I think there's an issue because you're being racist to me right now.
Bro? What do you mean I'm being racist dawg? You're asking for a cheeseburger with no cheese, no meat, no toppings
Yeah, I don't think Imma tolerate your attitude, I don't think imma tolerate your attitude, you're being racist to me right now.
BRO WHAT? BRO NO I'M NOT BEING RAC-- WHAT?
Cause you're judging me. Cause I'm asking for a cheeseburger, with no cheese, no meat, no toppings. What seems to be the issue? You're making it bigger than it needs to.
{I'm not making it bigger than it needs to.)
I'm not asking for just bread, i'm asking for a cheeseburger, no cheese, no meat, no toppings...what's the issue?
Bro, that's just bread. You're just asking for bread! Really, it's that simple. You're just asking for bread, you're making this a big issue.
(I'm not though, you're just--)
I'm just asking you, in simple terms, you're just asking for bread right?
Dawg, no, no, no, no, that's not what you're doing. You're making it seem like I'm just asking for bread. I'm not asking for bread, what are you talking about you're making it in simpler terms? You're not! I'm just asking you let me get a cheeseburger with no cheese, no ham... and no toppings!
(Nuh, uh. That's what I'm doing! I'm putting it in simpler terms for you! I'm telling you, you're just ordering for bread! Dawg that's just bread! You're just asking for bread!)
It's not that big of a issue, you're making it a big deal by yelling at me through the drive-thru! You are though! You are yelling at me through the drive thru!
I'm not yelling at you through the drive-thru, I'm just letting you know, you're asking for bread. Are you sure you just want bread though?
I'm not asking for bread though, I'm asking for a cheeseburger, no meat, no cheese, no TOPPINGS! What is the issue?
Bro, imma assume.. Imma assume you're doing this to make my day worst. Cause i was just having a normal, good day. And then here you come asking for a cheeseburger with no meat, no cheese, no toppings dude. I just wanted like a good day, dawg, you just ruined it bro! Get out of the drive-thru!
Oh my.. Dawg, I was just asking for a cheeseburger with no meat, no cheese, no toppings.
Get out of the drive thru!
Okay, I'll go, I'll go, I'll go, I'll go!
Is he gone? Haha, what an idiot. Welcome to McDonalds, how may I take your order? If you got a rewards code, please let me know!
Y'all got... y'all got.. y'all got gnocchi?
Gnocchi? Bro what?
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13. |
GREEN BEANS!
01:52
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What?
Told that opp ass to stop playing with me
Slatt, yeah, yeah
Slatt, slatt, slatt
Homicide, homicide
What? Yeah
Wah
She like green beans
And she wanna be mean
Bitch riding salami
I threw twenty, she count it
I took her backstage, she nasty
She pop a perc’ and she grab me
I’m a rockstar for real, for real
Rocked her shit, then I bail (Yeah)
She said
“Carti, why you so fancy?” (Fancy)
I just ordered a ten piece (Yeah)
Chicken nuggets, I’m happy (Yeah)
I got the bag, it’s a big deal
Rockin’ Gucci, she’s a queen for real
I miss touching on Iggy’s butt
In 2024, I’m running for president (Yeah, yeah)
She like
She like it when I scream (What?)
She like it when I slap the cooch
She’s a private dancer (What? What?)
Baby mama yapping (Shut up, my son cryin')
I threw her out the front porch of my house (Slatt, wah)
I threw her out the front porch of my house (Wah)
She beat the fuck out of me (Ow! Ow!)
I shot her ass with a AK
She like green beans
And she wanna be mean
Bitch riding salami
I threw twenty, she count it
I took her backstage, she nasty
She pop a perc’ and she grab me
I’m a rockstar for real, for real
Rocked her shit, then I bail
She like green beans
And she wanna be mean
Bitch riding salami
I threw twenty, she count it
I took her backstage, she nasty
She pop a perc and she grab me
I’m a rockstar for real, for real
Rocked her shit, then I bail
She said
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14. |
BOTTOM
04:05
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Dunking on yo bitch, call that Dunkin Donuts
I nutted on her crispy lips, call that Krispy Kreme
I need a bad bitch to beat the shit out of me
Imma call the police and then tell them nothing
Sucking on tip, bitch, that’s pencil
Twist her legs up, bitch, that’s called a pretzel
I can never be caught cheating unlike Dream
Bitch get off my meat, I’m fucking gay
Bottom
Bottom
Bottom
Bottom
What you know about a…
Bottom
Bottom
Bottom
Bottom
I be coughing on the dick, think I might got the rona
I can’t fuck with these hoes, cause I’m just a lona
Bitches think I listen to KPOP? Bitch, the fuck is LOONA?
I talk mad shit, the fuck do I owe ya?
I get jealous easily ‘cause I can’t speak up like what up?
Manipulated easily, true love, that’s a phony
Oh shit I’m getting way too personal
What the fuck do I say? Hold up
Calamari
Bottom
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Bottom
Bottom
What you know about a…
Bottom
Bottom
Bottom
Bottom
What you know about a…
Bottom
Bottom
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Bottom
What you know about a…
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Bottom
Bottom
I can’t fuck with these hoes
I can’t fuck with these hoes
I can’t fuck with these hoes
I can’t fuck with these hoes
I can’t fuck with these hoes
I can’t fuck with these hoes
I can’t fuck with these hoes
I can’t fuck with these hoes
I can’t fuck with these hoes
I can’t fuck with these hoes
I can’t fuck with these hoes
I can’t fuck with these hoes
I can’t fuck with these hoes
I can’t fuck with these hoes
I can’t fuck with these hoes
I can’t fuck with these hoes
Listen, I got a can of baked beans in the fucking pocket
Kanye West’s best album is 808s and Heartbreak
The more I scream for help, these bitches do not listen
I get cut off, now I got to find more people to talk to
I think it’s best for me but what the fuck, who can I trust?
I’ve lost any hope for any genuine true love
Bitch I owe you jackshit, I was trying to get therapy anyway
This is the wrong mixtape to say this shit on, what the fuck?
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I can’t fuck with these hoes
I can’t fuck with these hoes
I can’t fuck with these hoes
I can’t fuck with these hoes
I can’t fuck with these hoes
I can’t fuck with these hoes
I can’t fuck with these hoes
I can’t fuck with these hoes
I can’t fuck with these hoes
I can’t fuck with these hoes
I can’t fuck with these hoes
I can’t fuck with these hoes
I can’t fuck with these hoes
I can’t fuck with these hoes
I can’t fuck with these hoes
I can’t fuck with these hoes
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15. |
BAD!
04:02
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Main bitch bad, she got gonorrhea
All my bitches outside, going diarrhea
I could suck a dick or some, una buena dia
Who the fuck is Joe? I don’t know
Main bitch bad, she got gonorrhea
All my bitches outside, going diarrhea
I could suck a dick or some, una buena dia
Who the fuck is Joe? I don’t know
I’ll slap your ass with a motherfuckin tortilla
Bitches think I’m stupid but here’s an idea
I grab your fucking meat or some, twist that bitch off the skin
Who the fuck is Jeff? I don’t know
I keep it on the down low, I’ve been so fucking broke
I’ve been committing tax fraud since the fifth grade
I’ve been having affairs and I can’t seem to stop
Plus, your mother is a fine gentlewoman, idiot
Main bitch bad, she got gonorrhea
All my bitches outside, going diarrhea
I could suck a dick or some, una buena dia
Who the fuck is Joe? I don’t know
Main bitch bad, she got gonorrhea
All my bitches outside, going diarrhea
I could suck a dick or some, una buena dia
Who the fuck is Joe? I don’t know
Main bitch bad, she got gonorrhea
All my bitches outside, going diarrhea
I could suck a dick or some, una buena dia
Who the fuck is Joe? I don’t know
Main bitch bad, she got gonorrhea
All my bitches outside, going diarrhea
I could suck a dick or some, una buena dia
Who the fuck is Joe? I don’t know
Your dad is an ugly, looking motherfucker
Look here motherfucker, I told you to stop
Bullying is wrong and bullying is bad
Imma start an anti-bullying campaign
I’m running for president in 2044
I’m voting for Kanye in 2024
I’ll make republicans regret voting for me
Because they’re stupid
And they’ll fall for my shenanigans.
Main bitch bad, she got gonorrhea
All my bitches outside, going diarrhea
I could suck a dick or some, una buena dia
Who the fuck is Joe? I don’t know
Main bitch bad, she got gonorrhea
All my bitches outside, going diarrhea
I could suck a dick or some, una buena dia
Who the fuck is Joe? I don’t know
Main bitch bad, she got gonorrhea
All my bitches outside, going diarrhea
I could suck a dick or some, una buena dia
Who the fuck is Joe? I don’t know
Main bitch bad, she got gonorrhea
All my bitches outside, going diarrhea
I could suck a dick or some, una buena dia
Who the fuck is Joe? I don’t know
Main bitch bad, she got gonorrhea
All my bitches outside, going diarrhea
I could suck a dick or some, una buena dia
Who the fuck is Joe? I don’t know
Yeah, that was bars
Bars, my G
These bitches can’t be on my level
Bars, BARS
Uh, hold on
Know you want a lot from me
But you ain’t getting SHIT from me
SHIT from me
Know you want me badly
You ain’t getting, getting shit from me
From me
Cause my main bitch got gonorrhea
All my bitches going outside, going diarrhea
All my bitches outside going diarrhea
Main bitch bad, got diarrhea
Main bitch bad, she got gonorrhea
Main bitch—
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16. |
GOAT (Interlude)
00:51
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I just caught a dub with some thugs, rock Balenci' (Yeah)
I just caught a dub with some thugs, rock Balenci' (Hey)
I just poured it up in my cup, shit got icky (Yeah)
She pulling up, she sucking on the dick, this shit got sticky (Yeah)
I stab you in your back if I don't fuck with you like Ricky
I can't trust a soul, I keep this stick on me, lil' blicky (Aye)
I just went and peeled off, GLE-ski, 'cause shit got shifty
Bitch, I need to geek up, get a lil' higher or I'ma get a lil' pissy
(Hey, hey) Where the problem at?
(Hey, hey) I'm spinning off these Percs like I'm a laundromat
(Hey, hey) Bitch playin' with my wood, she a lumberjack
(Hey, hey) Ayy, I just touched an M but I doubled that
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18. |
street!
02:34
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Aight, uh
Some storytime
Not real! Something I came up with that I thought sounded cool
Um
I saw you walking down the street with a man I don’t know
I see you smiling at him like I know he treats you better than I can ever do
I wanted to help fill that void
I notice he kissed you on the lips, I despise him more
I dreamt about us, what am I doing wrong?
I sit high, bright sky setting down to the night.
I feel the tears falling down
I could treat you better than he could do
Manipulates you, I could prove he does too
I lost you before, I can’t lose you again
I’ll always say to myself, why am I not dead?
Three verses, tried to do it in one take, couldn't do it!
Cause here's the thing, I'm tryna tell you.. be open to you.
But it seems like, you don't get it...
Cause i'm tryna be there for you. but you know, you just run away
Why don't you understand me?
Why don't I understand you?
There's a lot of questions that we both need to know
Cause it really does be that way
Cause it really do be that way
I don't know.. I'm just.
I just want you to be mine, honestly.
I care.
I don't know why I'm gonna put on the mixtape
I just thought it was a funny idea.
Imma do something with these drums, watch.
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19. |
RAGE!
02:04
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Ooh!
You made it! 19th track baby, 19th track
You're almost done, you're almost there, you made it!
You made it! You got it!
I'm proud of you.
Listen, we're not gonna have an issue if you just put the money in the bag
You hear me?
Cause like, it's that easy-- aye bro
Why you have a dildo out?
Aye bro you need to put that away, I'll just leave
I'll just leave!
I’m about to rage (Ooh)
9/11’s fake (Ooh)
Imma call Drake (Ooh)
Tell him that I’m gay (Ooh)
Tell him we could do an orgy at his place
Sucking on his meat, yuh
Akademiks hate, yuh
You can’t be on my level
I’m a rockstar, I’m a rockstar, I’m a rockstar
I’m a rockstar
I’m about to rage (Ooh)
9/11’s fake (Ooh)
I’m about to call Drake (Ooh)
Show him I’m a Certified Boy Lover (Ooh)
Aye, I give sloppy toppy everyday
I know these bitches pray on my downfall
I’m so proud dog, I’m always on the bottom
Keep it 100, yuh, I sock hoes in they mouth
If they test my fucking patience, they ain’t gon make it
I’ve been the best since DJ Khaled got mad
His music’s bad
I’d throw his kids---
I’d light an orph--
I’m just built different, I’m a rockstar yuh
I’m about to rage (Ooh)
9/11’s fake (Ooh)
I know they love to hate (Ooh)
Cause I got Drake (Ooh)
Millie hates me (Ooh)
She threw a brick at me (Ooh)
I filed a lawsuit (Ooh)
Had a payday, she’s so lame
AYE
Listen here ya little brat, you’ve been talking about me on this mixtape for too long
I’ve had it with you
I’m going to take your fucking house and make you homeless, okay?
I don’t give a HECK, stop talking about me on this stupid song and this stupid mixtape—
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20. |
CRACKER!
02:32
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White Boy took it to ten! Ah!
White boy, white porsche, all white, cracker
Trump flag, red truck, tractor, cracker
Redneck, incest, brain dead, cracker
Demo-crats are ruining, system
I’m a cracker, I’m a cracker, I’m a cracker, I’m a cracker
I’m a cracker, I’m a cracker, I’m a cracker, I’m a cracker
Pull up at a Trump rally, with my MAGA hat lookin' fresher than a mothafucka
I can’t stand no BLT mothafucka tryna to boycott my president
I’m a white boy, test me.
I get away with anything.
I can kill like ten kids and they’ll take me to Burger King
Got AR-15s in the back of my red pickup truck.
Joe Biden is a BITCH, I put that on my daughter. (aka my wife.)
Pray to the Jesus Christ everyday, fuck Lil Nas X
Twerking on Satan, in front of the children, what is he fuckin stupid?
I’m wearing American Eagle on the daily basis, got racks of vape pens.
Just because I make gay jokes, doesn’t mean I’m gay, I’m very straight.
White boy, white porch, all white, cracker
Trump flag, red truck, tractor, cracker
Redneck, incest, brain dead, cracker
Demo-crats are ruining, system
I’m a cracker, I’m a cracker, I’m a cracker, I’m a cracker
I’m a cracker, I’m a cracker, I’m a cracker, I’m a cracker
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Damian Lopez Chicago, Illinois
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