LBA b**h and you know its us
You smell like sh**
And you know you're sus
Drive-by
With a rainbow bus
Breaking bad b**h yeah i'm f**in' Gus
We about to cook
b**h wash your hands
My name is couch
I got the most fans
Banana clips
I'll make you sh** your pants
*BLAT BLAT*
I'mma shoot a cat
b**h s** my sack
I'm a white guy
But my dick is black
I'm smoking crack
Eric's a b**h, and that's a fact
[Verse 2: LORD]
GOING CRAZY , I'M POSTAL
POPTARTS IN MY POCKET
I'LL TOAST YA'
LBA ni**aS, WE'RE THE MURDEROUS HOUNDS
I'M ON THE THRONE b*tch WITH THE DIAMOND CROWNS
I'm out the window b**h
Screaming f** you
I tell elementary school kids to sniff glue
And you know what?
LBA be the crew
And I look like shaggy from f**ing Scooby Doo
[Verse 3: DJ RAGU]
We don't f** b**hes, We just f** pretty women
Trying to snort some coke, Like it's our mission
Some people say I am what I eat
Then you should call me p**y
Because I eat Jess Foley's mom like it's a beat
Souring up to the sky, with these Tabs I just shoved up my a**
They are hitting me really quickly like when i fill up my car with some gas
Pop a molly I'm sweating
Some people say I'm straight flexin'
They call me a regular Waka Flocka
Because it's just the sh** That I'm reppin'
Equipping my AK47 with a silencer, so I can rob a bank
And I'm gonna' make that cash, so I can buy that dank
My n***a Harrison, on that Battlefield 4
I'm gonna' make that ni**a, drop to the floor
*BRAT BRAT BRAT BRAT*
Gotta look for the cat
So I can play with p**y and lick the fat
Your b**h is all over my dick
Because I got the greatest in all 7 seas
Some people I'm a philosopher
I call myself a regular Socrates
Because when i hit that weed, I'm coming up with the greatest sh**
I'm trynna' to take a sh** all over your kitchen table
You better let me f** your mom over the dreidel
She better be Jewish because I love lockas
I'm about to follow my dreams with a bottle of vodka
Checkers is what i'm reppin' while im rolling through the intersection
You better not catch me when I equip the Smith and Weston
Pop a molly I'm sweatin'
I got your b**hes p**y straight flexin'
Dick so big, send your b**h to heaven
Then I blew up her house like 9-11
*BRAT BRAT BRAT*
Oh sh** someone just stole my hat !
Now i'm mad, shooting all these n***as in the back
I just raped your baby's mother
And your motha f**in' cat
Her a** was so fat so I raped her on the wrestling mat
I f**ed that b**h, now she has herpies
That's what she gets for s**in' my dick like a blueberry slurpee
You know it's us, makin' that beat wack
We poppin' that p**y, gonna make you rub our sack
P.s eric an infidel
I'm gonna chop off his little Tinkerbells
Makeout with his mom under the mistletoe
She's gonna' s** on my big fat toe
OH !