They don’t want, my attention, i’m cool cousin
1, 2, 3 people in 1, life for me, is it done?
Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see
Stick nine inch nails through his eyelids since he thinks he's shady
I just open up easier when i talk through a mic
To not have a fuckin three hundred and sixty inch dick
Early adapters agree they all late
Eight inch blades and the tick of a grenade
Sick enough to hawk vomit, on every inch of carpet
And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit
Shove your ass,with your own 16 inch dick
Killing these niggas off quick
Trigger being pulled, niggers in a ditch
He makes sure to show them, inch by fucking inch
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
You looking for tools to write and share lyrics online?
You're in luck! Get started using RapPad >