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[intro: brodie(geck), riley]
(“are you the twin towers? ’cause i’m ’bout to explode”)

geck from ngarrindjeri…has rizz
ngarrindjeri is ngarrindjerri

[verse 1: riley, jonah]
tight bar, and if you keep talking sh-t, geck is gonna come from the geck
cause he’s a s-x bot
that’s a knot
see you later, alligator
big staper
you big tracker
you big tracker track racker
(mmh)
jonah said he had a b-n-r
(mmh)
i think he’s just a stoner
(mmh)
he needs this girl from fortnite because he’s such a loner
(mm-hmm)
he’s drinking that corona
(mm-hmm)

-jonah-
i don’t have one place
i’m from tonga
i’m from gawler
i’m from ngarrindjerri
i’m from all of it
you know why?
’cause i bus there
and i bussed ovеr here
i bus left and
i bus right
right now i’m playing fortnitе
[interlude: brodie]
doctor strange i’m about to buuuuuuuuu…
i’m about to cuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

[verse 2: jonah]
mmh… doctor strange
on may 23rd i was in georgia in the shooting range
with a black man as the target
i saw a black man stealing from target

[verse 3: brodie]
mmh, mmh, mmmh
jett is a bet
i’m f-cking his dad and he’s calling me bad
that is quite rad
and i stopped for a black man stealing from target
i said “f-ck it, put it in a bucket”
and jett’s dad cummed in a bucket and said “fwak it”

[verse 4: tim]
black man stealing from target
i thought he had gun
i shot him in self defence
or maybe a bit of fun

[verse 5: brodie]
black people rack
they stack
they’re so f-cking black
they steal
they don’t pay their bills
[verse 6: jett]
you saw a black man stealing from target
i saw that n-gga drive away in a starlet
i recognised him, i think his name was ahmed
played blackjack with him, he lost a bet
meaning i got to take his missus back to my bed

[verse 7: jonah]
that boy is lying, he’s actually mugging
the police patted him down and thought his d-ck was a… weapon
so they started rubbing
uhm, uhm, black, black, black, black, black, black, black

[verse 8: jett]
went from rubbing
escalated to tugging
then went to f-cking
turns out i was on p-rnhub
watching p-rn stars
and p-rn studs
eating some prawn crackers
ain’t dealing with you malakas

[verse 9: brodie]
aiden’s missus clapped
tim featured on blacked
black people rack
all i do is clap, clap, clap
[interlude 2: riley]
i really need a job
i’m black and i’m poor and i really need a job… ok aiden
please

[verse 10: aiden]
d-ck in brodie’s mouth
putting him in jail
putting timmy up for sale

[verse 11: brodie]
that is not mine
never refer to that as mine
that thing is a monster
put her in the f-cking dumpster
aiden’s about to hump her

[verse 12: jonah]
imma keep it 100
imma keep it a stack
caitlin, she got blacked
according to beckham’s information that he gave me
caitlin actually got blacked by two black men
i would just like to let you know that
so if you do plan on hitting that
i should let you know, she got blacked!!!

[interlude 3: riley]
time out, time out, hold on
timmy, timmy’s throwing bars out here
that’s cleaned up
jett is alright, he’s, he’s just doing the white bars which is not too bad
aiden, aiden you need to start kicking gecko’s ass
jonah you’re doing good
gecko you- you- your- you’re good but you’re just… it’s just disrespect man like
it’s- it’s far out dude, you gone straight to the soul with that you know?
so that’s my half-time show boys

[verse 13: brodie]
riley shut up before you get f-cked up
your luck… is up
jonah is f-ckin’
tim be ruckin’
everyone be c-ck blockin’

[verse 14: jonah]
ya’ll know we gone switch it up
we gone do some rnb soul music like a black church

black jesus
jesus was black
jesus was bla-a-a-ck
god is goo-oo-ood
he’s black, black, bla-a-ack, bla-a-ack

[verse 15: brodie]
i be making money
jonah be calling me honey
aiden be fat in his f-cking tummy
riley be… riley be so werid and fugly

[verse 16: jett, tim]
who you calling ugly n-gga?
you look like greg heffley on crack
for all the bars you spittin’ you deserve a smack
get that sh-t outta here, don’t even test me boy
don’t get me started on your drawer filled with s-x toys

(i swear brodie has breaks to like, just stroke it in-between like bars)

[verse 17: brodie]
blackies’ be rapping
they be stacking
they have racks on racks on racks
they have stacks on stacks on stacks
riley got blacked on blacked
jett you’re so f-cking white

[verse 18: jonah]
d-ck you down
d-ck you down
d-ck you down
d-ck you dow-ow-own
d-ck you down
d-ck you down
ooh ooh ooh ooh
d-ck you down
d-ck you down
d-ck you down
d-ck you dow-own
d-ck you down
down
down
down
down

[verse 19: jett]
nah, nah, nah lads
nah, nah, nah lads
i got some bars, alright i got some bars
your bars are wack
but jonah’s having one
’cause he say a gyal with a big bum
and it made him cum
just like me with his mum

[verse 20 into monlogue: jonah]
jett you’re a dead man
you say that again

imma f-cking k!ll you n-gga
say it again and i’ll actually kick you’re ass n-gga
alright?
you say anything like that about my mum or any of my family you’re actually gonna get f-cked up
alright?
you hear me?
we ain’t playin’ around!
we ain’t playin’ around!

[verse 21: jett]
jonah, sorry i talked about your mother
i stick to beckham’s instead
something, something, something
something, inbred
something, something, something
i don’t wanna be full of lead

[verse 22: beckham]
jett you talk about mum again you’re a f-cking dead man
your f-cking brain so small looks like a grain of sand

[verse 23: jonah]
something, something inbred
beckham’s momma about to give jett head
and then beckham become a school shooter
and shoot him with lead
but then tim is a snitch and he’s gonna call the feds
and then leo’s gonna leave and they gonna hang with the speds

[outro: jett]
b-tches post they fat guts on insta, making my d-ck soft
homemade circumcision; homie call that sh-t a rip-off
doing bars in post ’cause my brain no longer draining
weather being weird, it’s summer then suddenly it’s f-cking raining
don’t go through my hard drives n-gga that sh-t incriminating

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