lirik lagu crop circles – hoodie hilltop
they call me stanley 2bricks
how i shoot 2 fl!cks of
2 b*tches
who assume they privileged to be
usin this d*ck
cruisin thru ridiclus
how i view this sh*t is
too realistic
who’s the sickest dude they
ever knew to to kick into the bidness
super human spittin
like it’s venom is the silver tooth
i will k!ll a rapper
over any beat in any booth
and if you don’t believe me you can
bump this in ya mini coop
sh*tty city views
for any independent livin dude
who wanna f*ck wit me
and leave in heaven with a missing crew
the
rap game seaweed wrap
he’s seen things
at least bein
beneath a map
kiss the rotting thought of it to
breath life into it
b&e the library
rewritin h*lla sh*t
i’m so devilish
and quick as a drone strike
i body a lot of ya prolly and i’m in a mood to show and prove it to ya
two to ya madula omblongata gotta
shoot ya
gon learn not to f*ck wit me like
i’m ya new tutor
roll tighter than a yokozuna
sushi roll of tuna
no dishes in the kitchen
cause we eatin as we do em
yo b*tch want a thick d*ck and
imma give it to her
chains clanging on eachother like i’m
sl!ck rick the ruler
chop it up wit
hot single moms up at the coffee shop
look at that medusa got a
plan to make ya body rock
me telling you issa sweet job
to clean c*ck
see ls smoother than pete rock
when knees drop
hoodie hill a villain
look at what had started
i’d run up on a rapper while
he at the supermarket
bomb the block up while you
coppin groceries wit ya momma
imma start attacking everything
f*ckin security guards up
cappers wanna rap with me
you better get yo bars up
coppers wanna act on beef
they all can l!ck my b*lls up
promoters call up bookin me
cause i’m a show stoppa
when i pop up the crowds all ears
like obama
thats a cropper
that’s a crock of sh*t inside the center of a crop circle
i would f*ck yo b*tch until she ovulate and not fertile
i would f*ck yo b*tch until her p*ssy and her thighs purple
i would f*ck yo b*tch in half the long way
i’m log workin
i would f*ck yo b*tch to death and make sure that she died squirtin
eyes certain
i can see it ain’t no competition
rappers don’t captivate me enough
to make me stop and listen to em
y’all sickenin
like covid or influenza
y’all should know i make pretender
chicken lookin tender
like mcdonald’s got a dollar drink
and awful inner stresses
got a lot of demons stalking me
i’m walkin without protection
got a lot of people rockin
they talkin without a message
because y’all are not no rappers
yall internet influencers
it’s whatever
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