This is a song about "Josh and his cuming lips"

Velociraptors, reptilian scales of snake lips,

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Freddie lips crimson and mistaken with the seagulls

Finish the day with joints on our lips

It's moe, all i need is more chips

And my tongue stay flicking, over clits and fucking lips and

As my name get bigger this game get different

Stops bein hyper, josh its time to act cool...

Shout outs to them taylors and them jets fool

Hold it..now thank you for silence

Darker than a fucka lips

As a child his only friends were his dog, his page and his pen

Everybody know me like the contra code for extra men