CancelFlipp Lyrics

It's only 2:37 morning, ain't no 7-up sprite in my cup, but I'm buzzing

Off of Robitussin

Pissy drunk Vonnie got his colon bustin' wide open

Something like a Hocus Pocus stunt and

They caught him punching on a loved one

I don't know who did it

I swear

Poppin' oxy, zanny, nollie Frannie over top of tan panties

Pinkie promise Brittney that she'll let me bring a friend with me

Next morning

Fornicate on the china plates, paid top dollar break dollars like china plates

Haha

Prolly skate just to conversate

With mentals that can understand the voices that just him bother him

Fuck with him, and tell him slaughter slit your wrists with sticks

And share it with the emo bitch that he know from when he was six

Whoa

It's getting deep on this mic track

Let's track back to backpacks and black packs from trash bags

Fuck that, I'm rich now

I buy that, like sit down and ship out them cigarettes to Vonnye like right now

You Christmas

I'm lights out

So sleep