bing freestyle (throwaway) - soraxleblanc lyrics
[verse 1: soraxleblanc]
i went through six hoes in two months, i need a therapist
that’s some f*cking real sh*t, imma say it again
i went through six hoes in two months, i need a therapist
was five years old, my dad passed me a plug, he told me, “cherish it”
i hit my plug and said, “there ain’t a drug that he ain’t carrying”
d*mn linebacker, break your shoulders wide, no, i ain’t marrying
i don’t* i don’t like this, i’m gonna change* i’m gonna change the flow
uh, two fat hoes on my bed, they both broke my springs
bugs bunny money, 24 karats on my rings
i’m a weird n*gga, f*ck google, imma open bing
polyamorous b*tch on my d*ck, it’s an open thing
my strap like my b*tch, pull them out, they both double d’s
i left the chop b*tch, i’m ray allеn, i’m dumping threes
i’m walking in a room with my opps, they all started jumping me
man, f*ck thе producer, i’m really about to f*ck up this*
one [?], two hands, my wrist fighting over custody
she thought that i was loyal, she a dumb b*tch for trusting me
she keep coming back, she said she can’t get enough of me
i’m keeping on my stack, i just can’t get enough of green
i’m giving orders out, “sir, yes sir”, like major payne
i’m really off the pole on a chicken, raising canes
they showing up to take all of my sauce, raising canes
i’m really only here for the toast, raising canes
this hoe dumb as f*ck if she think that i’m gonna make her mine
this hoe giving brain left and right, call her frankenstein
you waddle round with a fat pig like you maple pines
i’m f*cked up off of the lean, i might’ve drank the pine
i walked all the way to the front, you should’ve stayed in line
i’m getting heat stroke, my dumb ass should’ve stayed inside
i actually need to go get a drink, so* somebody else rap
[verse 2: lime king]
[?] got a drink, but i p*ssed in it
what the f*ck’s a civil metal b*tch?, cause i’ve been [?]
shot him in the head he go, “ar, ar, ar”, that boy’s been steamin’
b*tch really wants to eat my ass, she gets a rib l!ckin’
she tried to simulate my prostate, she stick my finger in it
like what ain’t gonna be mine, it could be yours
f*ck a nice girl, you know i’m only chillin’ with wh0res
way i’m cookin’ in the kitchen, you thought i’m doin’ the chores
i’m f*ckin’ b*tches consensually, he only do it by force
let’s get back to rhythm, stormzy on the intro, what we doin’?
little rapping in it, thought that i couldn’t find the toilet, in the back and sh*tted
ass natural, but now she got plastic titties, godd*mn
b*tch tryna block, i may have had to tell my mate go home
i don’t know these b*tches, who the f*ck is [gamer jones]?
nah like who the f*ck is [gamer jones], i don’t know him
got the ice on my neck, i be so [snorty?]
i’mma keep a five in my head, this ain’t texas, hold’em
b*tch is just yapping on live, they use twitter posin’
international flying b*tch, i’m coast to coast, coastin’
we gon’ shoot up his block and then go run quick
way that ain’t talkin’, man his mouth can’t get und*cked
it’s a mac, little boy, this ain’t a gun clip
the bullets not funny, this a bl!cky i have fun with
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