WHITEBEARD ERA - Phonecase Greg: текст песни id 65007471
I’m a barack, I’m flexing, you a romney
Pistol shot blood spilling all around
Golden Glock and I’m wielding murasame
It smell like shit yea that’s my dookie gucci undies
Pop the zit and now my chin is looking ugly
Loaded clip full of blanks at your auntie
Burger king fat people all around me
It smell like shit yea that’s my gucci dookie undies
Raf simmons on my chair imma just burn it up
Credit card scams, saving up to go to paris bruh
Archnemesis I’m buggs bunny you a elmer fudd
Gimme kaoken, times 10, super saiyan succ
Pop a molly, acid tabs in my fucking juice
Surround you around you like a fucking noose
Black and blue, the next bar talks about a bruise
Watch me shoot with a nerf feel like Tom cruise
Shurikens, kunai, feel like minato
Fuck a nude god damn just show me your toes
Rinnigan, shenran, tensei I go
Shmurda dance, fucked your mom about a week ago
Rasengan, I’m a god, switchblade out
Run amuck, in a swamp, feel like kratos
Steal your bitch then I hit like a tornado
Lil peep star shopping like I’m plato
Spitting on your face I feel like jimmy neutron bitch
Louis blankets surround me like I’m in from bitch
Come eat my ass with a fork you’ll like it
Run up on you on the street with a damn musket
I’m a barack, I’m flexing, you a romney
Pistol shot blood spilling all around
Golden Glock and I’m wielding murasame
It smell like shit yea that’s my dookie gucci undies
Pop the zit and now my chin is looking ugly
Loaded clip full of blanks at your auntie
Burger king fat people all around me
It smell like shit yea that’s my gucci dookie undi
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