The Real Ice Cream Man - Gince Villigan lyrics

I'm a dirty mc All the girlies come and see me when I'm on the scene Making mad tracks fat stacks in my pocket back Slip and slap get it back to black slack off then attack back I loathe the slums with the bums Who holyies nuns with automatic guns Infinite funds, breaking thumbs cause it's fun b**h Take this A few racist and rapist out of sensitive training Sk**s is high like I's blazing Hit the back with the one strap black backpack full of stacks b**h Swag this hard it's hard to find harder Rap game marauder it's a slaughter White Walter Randomly rambling mannequins with bandannas then mishandling dismantling panelling To a random abandoned canon I was manning channeling Danny phantom couldn't stop this Bandit then Swagger fatter than Mick Jagger Pitty patter from a sh**ty rapper that didn't matter Mad as the mad hatter expectations shattered Waring wars against worn warriors warrants warranty Wardens warning warns you won't get the best of me Welcome back to catch up I'm sitting back making fat stacks bumping rat pack Imagine that the dragons back Could annihilate tracks now get back I'm the good you're the bad now who's that