BACON EGG N CHEESE! ft. MY$TIC Lyrics

I smoke a bunch of dope

That's not true

White washed washington lost a lot of oxygen

Smoking so much cigs I think I might have to stop again

Went to rob a house someone here had to cash him in

Feel like snoop d double g got the juice and gin

Tied a rope around my finger then got caught taking oxy

Went to a motel wit a uzi shot the lobby

Everybody dying there ain't nobody left here to stop me

Sizzle like some bacon dookies flow is what they copy

I was talking rapping i'm the shit I ain't talking potty

I'm hanging with joe and he eating so sloppy

Ain't talking bout food but he like a zombie

Cuz he dead

I lit a fucking molotov and threw it at a kitty cat

Teenage mutant making stacks I don't fuck with sewer rats

Feel like masta splinta

Turtles so much realer mj thriller

I kick it with myself i ain't tryna cause trouble

Mac might pop at green snot bubble

I did this by myself i don't need a stunt double

You drop more songs less pop you fumble

So ultra strong like i'm charmin

My flow is disarmin

I carry sticks yeah the shits that can harm em

My problems like rookies cuz i never start em

I got so much hoes that it feels like i'm farmin

Uh

Huh

Spit real shit

I woke up in the morning than i brush my teeth

I wake up in the morning than i smoke my glen

I ate that shit like it was collard greens

But if you fucking with me I finna hit you my stick

I fuck bitches and you know that's a fact

Keep a 40 yeah I keep it right on my lap

The only thing on my mind isn't money

It really is a bacon egg n cheese I think i'm hungry

People out here really taking lsd

Fuck do you mean i'm smoking all this glen

I keep that 40 yeah I keep it on me

Keep it on that stick if you really fuck with me

I rap like my rhymes like it's abc's

I know my 123's but if you fucking with me

Watch what you say cuz when it's dark

I finna keep you on the ground like a retard

I write my raps I go to my shows

Fucking on these bitches yeah im fucking on these hoes

I fuck on a yacht but I ain't talking big boat

Run up on me I finna hit you with that scope

This bitches head was so immaculate it blows

My mind fucking on these bitches than I try to find

She a 10 like she a dime I'm not talking bout

Quarters no nickels no penny's like fines

Bitch

Really rap that shit

Bacon egg n cheese

Bacon egg n cheese

Bacon egg n cheese

Bacon egg n cheese

Bacon egg n cheese

Bacon egg n cheese