Rules Of Survival
(专辑: Suburban Nightmare - 2018)
(Drink that lemonade!) (Bitch I
said fuck that, bitch I
said fuck that) (Bitch I
said) I
said I
said fuck that, fuck that Fuck her ass out, get your boy back Paintin hieroglyphics on a
slut back Lil bitch that's art, don't touch that Prolly smoke too much, needa cut back Wait is that even a
thing, bitch what's that? (What?) I'm boutta put a
double barrel on your mustache I
thought you was dead, so I
must ask Do you know where your bitch at? Somewhere getting done like a
Kit-Kat I
know who did that Fall in that infinite pitch black Don't be a
mishap Clearly my mind is so intact Can't take no impact I
need some, I
need some oxygen, aye I
need some bitches, and lots of them They know my name, I
do not want to talk to them, no Trying to achieve the
optimum No time to kick it, I
don't play for Tottenham no I'm blowing up, fuck whoever get killed Same kind of coat as Cruella de Vil Tell her to chill, pleasured at will I
treat the
pussy like several meals Sorry, I
cannot subsidize We know your bitch, she loves the
guys I
don't give a
fuck and it's justified Being round y'all, I
must get high Wow, exceptional, point blank decimal If rap don't work, I'll be [?] a
professional Shirt and my hat say brain dead So it make sense sometimes I
turn into a
vegetable How you like that? This is the
resistance, bitch fight back If we gon' strike then we must strike fast I
love it when your bitch DM me that I
snapped I
rarely know what day it is Fuck it it's whatever day I
say it is Tr-tryna get home with no clue which way it is (Chase!) Arrive with my rivals, they dead on arrival They did not follow my rules of survival Fuck her she singing we start a
recital I
put a
bitch on American Idol Don't be so mad, don't be the
bitch I
gotta laugh, you're making me rich Your money short like my bio I'm countin buckeyes with friends in Ohio I'm popping acid on Cinco De Mayo I
eat the
beet like it's pico de gallo Back back bitch, I
got work in my backpack, bitch Got too high, I'm a
asshat bitch My gas loud like a
laugh track bitch (Trash that)