Young Jay - HAMitches lyrics

[Verse 1: Young Jay] Mars Blackman Silence the muhf**in lambs, I'm a cannibal looking for animals Open ya top like Campbell's can of soup, bustin melons like cantaloops Oops I said that wrong huh based god cooking that wonton my b**h from Hong Kong Take mi long co*k down her esophagus, n***as better acknowledge this Hot sh** i spit like syphillis on my lips agh Eyes low, I'm lifted off of that piff agh i am that N agh gee gee agh all over yo b**h walls Mona Lisa Stop it Jay Been gettin fly realized these n***as be coppin ock sh** around the holidays In my closet there's a lot of jays And I sip ace and play spades with a AK where my dick lay Pencil sharper than a switchblade and this haze got my mind in another place Startin to fall in love with twitter b**hes, stripper b**hes Goin instahamm listen man, I'm the mutherf**in man Open up ya mind and think for a minute It's been a minute since i stepped in it, now I'm back on my sh** Like a laxitve in a pepto bismol, uh, young retro n***a For dolla billas my n***as banana clip peel ya [Verse 2: Zanyx] Third eye wide and its guiding me to the top I see through lies, fake guys in disguise get dropped Do me dirty? I'll rip your soul out ya chest Where you sleep will be where you take ya last breath I'm a misfit addicted to b**hes, f** em then explore the rest on some scientist sh** The only thing on my mind is reaching success These rappers ain't sh** like the food I digest Got arrested for molesting the beat viciously Attempted murder for every rapper that tried dissing me Im a lyrical criminal, I'm f**ing reaching my pinnacle these f*ggots aren't original All these rappers are typical Rapping about sh** that's fictional Once i step in the booth I become invincible Nobody can ever stop me I'm an incredible individual Smoking kush cause its medicinal RCO f** whos ever hating just remember our lyrics are printable [Verse 3: Zay Rondon] I've been a smug cat since I was a rugrat When it came to rhymes I extract in a snap So many verses written you'd think I studied the bible I'm just a Biggie disciple that got lypo Style still fatter than a black grandma's batter But ain't sh** sweet so enough with the chatter The menace getting lettuce, f**in duh beetches like its Venice Talent never rented, just rendered from my body's attic No Anne Frank, I ain't hiding from a gas tank Instead I'm driving drunk while getting crunk to DJ Unk We beating down ya block, no pedestrian safe Obliterate em with shock, so don't get offended with this ear rape I plan to erase any tear space so pa** the beer case Clorox in a shot cup, but we still straight Tolerance levels is just getting obnoxious I'm automatically wild it's programmed in my subconscious