Trifecta 3rd Degree - You Know Who Farted (f**WithMeYouKnowIGotIt Freestyle) lyrics

[Who Farted] Oh sh** somebody farted Oh my god Yeah somebody farted y'all disgusting -That wasn't me Come on -That wasn't me Dude just come on man -Was that you?, Was that you? Yeah, cause I ate fries -You farted? No! Come on man One of y'all farted bruh I swear to god Man you probably farted -Nah It was probably you man I just got in right now man WOOOO Hey [?] you going home? -Where else am I supposed to go [Song] Turn up, turn up turn up N8 Th3 Gr8, King Wasabi Its your boy Slim Dias goddamn! [King Wasabi] We in the trap I can't trap When I run I do some laps [N8 Th3 Gr8] I wear diamonds on my dick Everybody knows it That's why they wanna s** it cause its so f**ing damn big Jewelry on his dick What? That n***a gay [Slim Dias] At least if you put j**elry on your dick it looking icy n***a got that icy dick, Damn that sh** looking so fresh (that's cold!) b**hes on his dick, how many 26 (You gay n***a!) Its 12 inches b**h! [N8 Th3 Gr8] Yo, Everytime I f**ing skeet That sh** is like heaven man, you just wanna lick it Put it on ice cream, that sh** is a topping Call that sh** jeez, everybody knows it Jesus even likes it , everybody wants it I tell that b**h though, she can calm down her tits [Rev G] Let me reach you with a preach Wait, oh oh oh oh Vision aplenty, hindsight 20/20 ya feel me dawg? Oh [N8 Th3 Gr8] That b**h got me on 20/20 Its a f**ing ABC show For all yall n***as that don't know You Indian tourette mofos Let you know who the f** I is b**h (We Trifecta) its Slim Dias on the track (Pedigree Third Degree, everyone knows we Trifecta) We k**ed this track (we just k**ed this sh** right here boy) Got more bombs than Iraq, hit em with that two piece His funeral's next Saturday [N8 Th3 Gr8] Everytime I go KFC I order that two piece combo Its so damn big, that b**h gave me a drumstick That's longer than my dick I told that b**h, I don't eat sh** like that Cause that sh** is too intimidating I think you know what this n***a meant going to key-fc You mean KFC, you illiterate a** motherf**er go back to school n***a you dumb, dumber than Migos (You Chief Keef dumb) Dumber than Migos, dumber than my goats, Everybody knows You ain't even know it, We too turnt up for the third time Like UOENO, going off, f** y'all said I'm going off This sh** is krokodil, I'm on krokodil I look like a crocodile We high as f** n***a, We high as f** Wooh hookah b**h, no n***a its all about that hard Smoking these b**hes like hookah boy, b**h give me some loud When I'm in New York, b**hes give me that fork [?] on my dick cause they want two in the cork Piggin out on my dick, Imma call that pork Champagne on that bottle Everytime I'm in LA, that b**h makes a U-turn to my a**hole That means she eat a** Shoutout to my b**hes that eat a** y'all cool as hell Hit me up if you eat a** for real Shoutout to the n***as in the 316 S/O to ATL n***as, it's all about Abercrombie b**h Blood and crips No n***a it's all about my dick b**h Peace out