right now only my part's here 'cause I'm always eager to share my work
Story behind the song
the title says it all
Lyrics
we putting it up like hands at Hip-Hop concerts
lines so sick we make ya’ll niggas wanna vomit
put your face too close and I might stomp it
we 45, desert E's, AK and revolve it
niggas write lines about periods and dyking
I'll get to poppin' off these wack dicks like vikoden
burnin' 'em hotter than Kenmores on convection
3 ladies on a track givin' 'em full erections
got it twisted like PEMDAS in the wrong direction
I spit lines beyond the wildest imaginations
FUCK living we’re wreaking havoc on these chickens
rippin’ these pigeons from their ends back to their beginning
no more ass to be sitting take this anal fisting
we leave ‘em stupefied like brains on vacation
these niggas can’t handle females in a higher position
so if you ill stop ya bitchin’ when one of us winning