Catastrophic
The Gods
Come on
Fuck your mama too man
I was digging through my attic last night
When I came across a couple old fucks
I wasn't gonna give 'em to you
Then I took 'em to the Goodwill
Sold them for 24 bucks
When he gone tuck
His tail and then sprint
Like a gazelle for the old folks home
They think his ship has done sail
He's done well but why the hell he went
And wrote mo' songs
The show Goes on till it don't no more
'bove water till my boat won't float
Used to think my main purpose was to soak hoe's throats
Woulda sworn, I'm never gon' broke
Well damn sure did
Now I'm half shook back sure am
Me, Big Josh and Scramn
Then i talked to big Char
Off top we was fam
We was sitting in your ram
Outside the La Quinta
By the briley
My face wasn't on smiley
These pussies they was gone do
Little bit of this and every bit of that
They just wasn't gonna try me
Fuck what you deserve fuck everything
I earned you can start some shit and then get spurned
From the shit you invented
Lotta dick sucking implemented to whomever
This concerns I'm just a little bit perturbed but
Bitch I ain't a big concern
It's a whole lot shit we gotta get get get unlearned
Circle keep getting smaller
As the big one turns Love on plenty women
Never gave my dick one burn
Praise European Jesus
And the real one
This America and we all appreciate a good replica
But pledge your allegiance to a real one
The details of my life are inconsequential
Summers in Rangoon Lord's lessons in the spring would make meat
Helmets when I Was inside
I was placed in a burlap bag and beat them with reeds
Pretty standard
Real shit I don't need a permit to conceal one
Authentic country boy and I'm still one
I will put a pussy in the ground like it's real fun
The feelings y'all be feeling
I don't feel one real numb
I admit I do need to chill some
Over 40 living like I'm real dumb
Nah, I ain't signing a yelawolf anymore but I'm still sum'
Eat that booty pussy until cum
Fuck political views
Anyone choose
My gun and my vote is unofficial
Ain't a single one eez sum bitches shit
So what's the issue never heard your name one time
How could i diss you
If i can't kiss you
I got no business
Laying witchu got no business letting none spray and hitchu
On your face on your feet
On your booty on your boobs on your back it's just fact
Here, take a tissue
It's a whole lotta civil unrest
And rightfully so
It's like we had a demon contest
Bring the evil over here
Please be my guest that's what we on
Let me know and imma be at my best
Y'all laughed hard when he was depressed
But God kept keeping him blessed
Long as my heart beat in my chest
Even in death Imma have pussy ass people big pressed (bubbie)
Yeen my buddy hell na he ain't my buddy
Cause ya ain't around when it get bloody
When the truck get muddy
And the money get funny like all bundy
Shit finna get nutty
Damn I miss Duddy, RIP Cutty
Life just keeps getting shorter
Door dash keep fucking up my order
And my little whore done went to Florida (motherfucker)
Troubling your pipe is troubling your beard is troubling
Your yellow teeth Cecil are troubling
However if I'm gonna lose control
Against this Corporation it would be nothing short of catastrophic
Come on
Fuck your mama too man
I was digging through my attic last night
When I came across a couple old fucks
I wasn't gonna give 'em to you
Then I took 'em to the Goodwill
Sold them for 24 bucks
When he gone tuck
His tail and then sprint
Like a gazelle for the old folks home
They think his ship has done sail
He's done well but why the hell he went
And wrote mo' songs
The show Goes on till it don't no more
'bove water till my boat won't float
Used to think my main purpose was to soak hoe's throats
Woulda sworn, I'm never gon' broke
Well damn sure did
Now I'm half shook back sure am
Me, Big Josh and Scramn
Then i talked to big Char
Off top we was fam
We was sitting in your ram
Outside the La Quinta
By the briley
My face wasn't on smiley
These pussies they was gone do
Little bit of this and every bit of that
They just wasn't gonna try me
Fuck what you deserve fuck everything
I earned you can start some shit and then get spurned
From the shit you invented
Lotta dick sucking implemented to whomever
This concerns I'm just a little bit perturbed but
Bitch I ain't a big concern
It's a whole lot shit we gotta get get get unlearned
Circle keep getting smaller
As the big one turns Love on plenty women
Never gave my dick one burn
Praise European Jesus
And the real one
This America and we all appreciate a good replica
But pledge your allegiance to a real one
The details of my life are inconsequential
Summers in Rangoon Lord's lessons in the spring would make meat
Helmets when I Was inside
I was placed in a burlap bag and beat them with reeds
Pretty standard
Real shit I don't need a permit to conceal one
Authentic country boy and I'm still one
I will put a pussy in the ground like it's real fun
The feelings y'all be feeling
I don't feel one real numb
I admit I do need to chill some
Over 40 living like I'm real dumb
Nah, I ain't signing a yelawolf anymore but I'm still sum'
Eat that booty pussy until cum
Fuck political views
Anyone choose
My gun and my vote is unofficial
Ain't a single one eez sum bitches shit
So what's the issue never heard your name one time
How could i diss you
If i can't kiss you
I got no business
Laying witchu got no business letting none spray and hitchu
On your face on your feet
On your booty on your boobs on your back it's just fact
Here, take a tissue
It's a whole lotta civil unrest
And rightfully so
It's like we had a demon contest
Bring the evil over here
Please be my guest that's what we on
Let me know and imma be at my best
Y'all laughed hard when he was depressed
But God kept keeping him blessed
Long as my heart beat in my chest
Even in death Imma have pussy ass people big pressed (bubbie)
Yeen my buddy hell na he ain't my buddy
Cause ya ain't around when it get bloody
When the truck get muddy
And the money get funny like all bundy
Shit finna get nutty
Damn I miss Duddy, RIP Cutty
Life just keeps getting shorter
Door dash keep fucking up my order
And my little whore done went to Florida (motherfucker)
Troubling your pipe is troubling your beard is troubling
Your yellow teeth Cecil are troubling
However if I'm gonna lose control
Against this Corporation it would be nothing short of catastrophic
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