MEOW SKULLS FEET FLICKS 4 ft. Slouch Lyrics

Pour up in a Sprite

Pour up in a Fanta

Pull up in a Phantom

Pull up in a Lambo

She big like Fanum

Get big like fandom

Smoke a blunt, I want another one

Yeah, I want another one

Yeah, bitch, another one

Hit that bitch from a mile away like a hole in one

Hit that bitch from a mile away with my intervention

Told him that we'd pack a punch like it's Black Ops 1

I got the opposite of OCD called IDGAF

I just found the oppositions and they runnin' like they Steph

I be shootin' so close you're thinkin' that you're goin' deaf

Metro bitch in the drive-thru, that's the reason that she left

Yeah, I got, I got chrome hearts, red hearts

She be sendin' me red hearts

Busted down watchin', I may have lost a few parts

Rollin' with a backpack, I'm a nerd, it's Jansport

Crack on the track like Metal Face Doom

I'm back, bitch, I'm back like the level phase 2

Second album, its a mother fuckin rerun

Bitch I'll gun your ass down

Run, run, run, run, run

I'll make you dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb

You sucker

I'mma suck her Tits

Came back a god

Lame, no I not

Fame, yeah a lot

Blame that thot

I'm not a bot, I'm just spittin' thoughts

I ascended like an astronaut

Lackin I was caught on my fat fuckin' yacht

Jerkin' my cock, watchin' a bitch squat

What the hell are you doing

Nothing, nothing, nothing

I'm not doing anything

Rappin' on these tracks, like I'm on a pound of crack

Y'all thought I wouldn't come back

And I did, cause I'm runnin' low on racks

Wanna diss, so you actin' like Drake

Havin' a meltdown all over the street

Bitches tell me I'm fake

Like, bitch, not like you ate

Came back for number two

Cause I ain't have nothin' to lose

Bitches say, turn off the auto-tune

How about you kill yourself with a noose

Yeah