Feat. Childish Gambino & King Chip
[Intro]
Uh…Street Trill!
Hashtag I am smoking crack…every day
I burn that sh**
[Verse 1: Street Trill]
Feeling fresh like a prince
Getting twisted with b**hes
They bend and twist on my dick
While I beat on their backs
Like an African drum
Spank your bum, take you home
And make you beg for more
You’re a dirty who*e, got my co*k full of sores
And I still f**ed your mouth on the wooden motherf**ing floor
But, b**h I ain’t afraid of d**h
I got 7000 Gs in my blunt and I’m smoking it
I ain’t afraid to admit I’m a crack addict
I would shoot it in my eye if I had the chance
But b**h I wanna see some sh**
So I roll that sh** up in a blunt f**ing smoke it up (x3)
[Hook]
I’m walking in your house
I’m dressed in all jet-black, b**h
I’ve got a thirst for a bloody c*nt
7000 Gs in my blunt so I smoke it up
I’ll be there in the dark, b**h
When you find your daughter’s gone
I’ll be the one throwing up
7000 Gs in my blunt’s hard to stomach bruh
[Verse 2: Street Trill]
f** your dead body, s** your daughter’s titties
She would have been 8 now, but her pubes are all grown out
I can’t believe biology. b**hes rolling up my Gs
7000 up in there, grab this little girl’s hair
Give her a thrust, I can’t believe what I’ve become:
An animal with an*l cravings and a taste for 8 year old p**y
It’s red and it’s sticky
It’s right and it’s wet
Put my tongue up in there
With your legs up in the air
I’ll cram my fingers in your a**
8 and 9 year olds love that
Little boys and little girls trapped in my habitat
Tell me I’m your daddy
Then pa** me 7000 Gs
I’m a f**ing child-king
Put my kids in a p**n-ring
I don’t f**ing care about them
I k**ed them and f**ed them in the shower
Beat them down with dictionaries, consider this place a sanctuary
[Hook]