Grand Master Chocolate Car & The Cydonian Truffle - Arm Wrestle My Scrotum lyrics

[Verse 1: Grand Master Chocolate Car] Burnt out radiator Mexican thread I'm doing me, f** all your trends Feeling like I'll never be home again I'll never be home again Find the cure, abolishment isn't a chore Cuffed to my roof that I can't seem to bend Swallowing flavored pens Tapes falling out of my glovebox In my SC2 Don't break the gla**, I told you this isn't a charity Munching on red Thai curry, step your game up This can's made of ashes Medical tropical XLR Cane sugar down my throat, I think I'm Jonathan Aro Also shouts out to JBJ My sluggish hands can only be pushed to a limit No b**hes for y'all, sixteen for me Addicted to the grunge peach's energy [Verse 2: The Cydonian Truffle] Crush the elephant testicle Sang tuna sub backwards like I'm gonna bust a nut Peach pit, apple core Give me North Dakota Shoving an inebriated banana up against my head I took ecstasy once and now I've cured slavery Katanai, kasanai, old bolt radiator Tapeworms, cataracts I don't know where my mind has been lately for the past 3 months Nose hair trimmer Apple lion daisy pop Give me the tar treatment until I drop