letra de registered flex offender - lunarr
that boy think he arnold shwarzenegger stop that d-mn flexin
all he do is talkin sh-t on twitter stop that d-mn textin
up this chop and take yo plug out now you ain’t got no connection
gotta talk to a real one look in the mirror hit up my reflection
shut up you ain’t future you a dork that just hates females
you only a man online, call yo ass an e-male
all these bum ass haters hate it when i prevail
backshots hit like whiplash from a train think i derailed
take yo ass to class so u finally learn a f-ckin lesson
boy u totin cap guns stop the cap about a smith n wesson
i just smoked some weed now im paranoid n stressin
took a xanny with some estrogen cause thats the sh-t they pressed with
baddie straight from mexico she told me that im loco
asked me if i love her told her sorry but i dont know
speedin in this h-llcat homie told me i should go slow
im a livin legend like im tellin them some folklore
all of u too p-ssy, i approach sh-t with my hands on
they still talkin trash i absorb it like a tampon
go cry to yo momma u still sleepin with the lamp on
u can’t catch me lackin cause i always got the strap on
i just smelled some za outside im floatin like in tom n jerry
i be all up in her sh-t like rrrrrr you should call me perry
i ain’t gonna watch no horror movies witchu cause they too scary
p-ssyboy got whooped and got a rack from the tooth fairy
i just scammed an old dude he ain’t ever get no feet pics
yeast infection i got so much bread i think ill be sick
motherf-ckers hatin i dont know who i got beef with
her man finna be here soon so she tellin me to be quick
i just customized my toolie that sh-t look like black ops
that boy shouldn’t be here he traitor like a black cop
that b-tch h-lla weird she said she listen to math rock
i thought my uncle crazy but he just smokin on crack rock
peepin thru your windows i think you should call me bill gates
that sh-t microsoft, how the f-ck you even m-st-rbate
i think im too emo cause i wanna make em feel the pain
she way smarter than me, so i told that b-tch to give me brain
always keep that thang on me i still grip bl!ckys
saw a goth b-tch outside and i swear she had some big titties
saw a goth b-tch outside and i think that my tip sticky
i just copped a gram n my sh-t whiter than like woahvicky
pockets fat as f-ck they on family guy no peter
mommy told me im a good boy so ima eat her
he ain’t got no chin that boy is a mouthbreather
said she wanna ride but shawty i ain’t got a beamer
told her i ain’t even got a car
she pullin all my strings like a guitar
gucci hat straight from the bazaar
my d-ck is just like tayk very hard
got two b-tches by my side now im malcolm in the middle
b-tch im cooking yola on this flattop griddle
b-tch im whippin crack in this cast iron sk!llet
when i hit it from the back that b-tch soundin like skrillex
ion wanna look at her she like sloth from the goonies
ion even got no rizz, she just f-ck me cause im goofy
all these s-x offenders talkin bout they life a movie
yeat ait “the predator” cause i saw you slippin roofies
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