Pryde - Asian Kid Spits Hot Guacamole lyrics

Fresh up out my moms vag, New ring on, Lebron swag// Teachers told me I was dumb, I'd have an odd future no golf wang// They all up on my case, I swear the case was closed for-a-long-time// k**in em, stealing hearts, huge dude, committing small crimes// Lyrics crazy, appearence maybe, protection on-i got a fear for babies// Grabbed the freaking game and danced dirty, Im so weirdly swayze// 50 bucks is my networth, 100 songs, I k**ed that// Still-tryna-get-my-mill-stacked, got a duck face, but no real quack// The-realest-up-in-it-the-public-will-know// Ive-been-k**in-the-rhythem-untouch-a-ble-flow// I-be-all-in-her-bed-ted-dy-rux-pin-the-flow// Got-the-rap-pers-all-scared-like-i-summoned-a-ghost// Try to find a better chinky weirdo in the burbs// That can flow-a-little-better-than-the-kid-that-you-be-hearin// ..i-know-the-people-really-arent-fearin-my-appearence// But im silly with the flow, really im a pro// Got a macbook, full of naked chicks// Black, white, brown, and asian chicks// Cele-britys, your favorite chicks Even-the-girls-up-in-your-school you study majors with// And no my dude, i-ain't stanky rich// I dont needa care bout your visa fare// Im a space-bound guy, I dont need your air// I got the swag of 2Chainz with some bieber hair// Give em one slap, one slap// My girl thicker than a mexicano mustasche// Sharper than a needle or a thumbtack// And got these ol' heads wondering like "whats that"// I'm skrillex, with chinky eyes, Yo girl call me mister pride// 5'6, a little guy, they tried to k** me, I'm still alive// I'm so cold boy just watch me, I'm dope so, yeah I'm co*ky// Tryna tell me I ain't sick-is like saying yolo to a zombie// I just walked in looking like I just got fired from my job// Scuffed up reeboks with a tank-top got your wifey on my rod// They say Prizzy you ain't broke, you be lyin' cause you not// Man I got 20-cents in my checking boooy, get right up off my knob// Made a job off what I day-dreamed bout in highschool, it-came-to-life// Rappers sending shots? (shots), sorry bro you're not aiming-right// Shaq ballin I'm bad at free throws, throwing money like dan marino// Showin up to these huge meetings all half asleep, with a bag of cheetos// They tell me I ain't hip-hop, hell yeah I ain't hip-hop// That's why I got like 90K on my mixtape and yo ish flopped- Sick and please set the scale, rippin frees, never fail// If you ain't here smi-lin, lose your virginity to a whale// Man shout outs to all my fans, you dun held me down// Never thought i'd get like-this-much-love-from somewhere outta town// I be Still on the grind-even-though-i-went-pop And-i-still-got-these-old-er-girls-all-on-my-knob You-keep-sayin-im-main-stream-i-dont-real-ly-care Got-my-mid-le-finger-gone-all up in the air//