ASMR

The crimson chin
Yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh
Most of these rappers out here they be freeze dried
I got this number 9 tached to my jeans like huh
I got this number 9 tached to my jeans
Watch out watch out, b1tch imma feind
**** freestyle
Eddison drove for miles
Addin your corpse to the piles
Run through get stomped like you kyle
Whats with the sh1t?
Most these rappers cannot hop off my ****
******
My head hurt already it feel like somebody
Just pooped off confetti inside of my head
Glockity talkity and i got bodies that choppity poopity
Fxxk any fed
Hippity hoppity run around town with a chippity choppity
Fxxker your dead
Hickory ****ory dockery i got the crickets
to take out your pockets see death
Dit-tily-dotily imma make burgers
And put em on top of my mufxxkin head
Rickity rockity jumpin the fence
And my neighbors they hate me im up in they head
**** track
**** track
If you do not like **** your whack
If you do not like **** your whack
**** track
**** track
If you do not like **** your whack
If you do not like **** your whack
**** yuh yuh
**** yuh
**** yuh yuh
**** yuh
**** yuh yuh
**** yuh
**** yuh yuh
**** yuh
When i die send my body to mars
I hop out the car, i'm goin real far
Swervin that b1tch to the farm
Swervin that b1tch to the left look at my chest
Swervin that b1tch to the right
B1tch i ride ride through the night
Yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh
Aimin my gun better run
B1tch i be *yuh yuh* like little pump
Shout out my homies equipped with that pump
Shout out my homies equipped with that iron
I got that 40 that cracking your spine
I got that 40 that cracking your spine
Spinal cord i got final whores
I got 30 b1tches that be actin horse
Real sh1t with the stick
I be movin like a b1tch real sh1t
Hop out of the mufxxkin van and your b1tch look estatic
I got the rachet im gonna put it in her back b1tch