Big Cracka - Revival

Woke up on a Sunday, fucked a bitch in her mundane- outfit
Nutted quick and then I threw a fit
Pulled up to my granny's home in my Vlone
Pulled out the na-na, and popped her in the forehead
Blood splattered like my piss dribbles
Dribblin' and dribblin' that basketball as I shoot a three
And airball completely
God did, because Jesus didn't
He woke up and was crucified, now isn't that silly
Pulled up in the Tonka to that meet and greet
While Yeat was suckin' on my meat
Now ain't that discreet
Call her a cannibal the way I nutted in her mouth
Got her pregnant, now I'm headed down south
The Cracka, the king, iced out in that bling
I'm sorry for my absence
Just kidding, you can suck on my fat tits
Yea
Yea, yea, yea, yea
I'm just a white guy, all fight no flight guy
You gettin' sturdy while I'm throwing it back
On ya father and then I'm lickin' on his nutsack
Get ya hoes up, not ya hopes up
Lame ass bitch
Tryna be successful in life
While I'm stabbin' ya newborn with a knife
You wanna fight me
I'll put my dick in yo ass
You so fat, you gotta lotta mass
I got a new bitch
And I nicknamed her "Poopy Piss Fart"
'Cuz I done all those things on her, yeahh
Yeahhh
I ain't no slim shady, I'm overweight shady
I got a big dick though, that's why she's now m'lady
Passin' gas, and passin' you on the road
Going 80 in a 30 and I ran over some old dude
It's okay though, 'cuz he was like extremely racist and shit
And now I gotta take a shit
Shit man, poop on an elevator and that shit will escalate quickly
All these poop jokes are kinda icky
"BC" can stand for two things,
"Big Cracka" and "Big Cock"
And for me those are both truthful
Got a dick in my face, that's a mouthful
Yummy, yummy, yummy
Cum in my mouth and cum in my tummy
These are some kinda weird jokes
But hey, unlike you, I'm not broke
Drivin' a Mercedes Benz down the lot
Call me Undertale Sans, I'm a thot
I think I have issues, but I'm blowin' ya boyfriend
While you blowin' your nose with tissues
Five Nights at Freddy's, more like five fingers in my ass
Something Kanye West would like
"Hey Kanye, did she put her fingers up ya booty? I'm- No!"
Nine plus ten may be twenty one
But nine plus eleven equals two buildings going down one by one
You don't even understand, bitch he is green
He makes the sounds of a lottery machine
They tell me wake up and break up
Well guess what, I removed the brakes from your vehicle
Call me Drake the way I'm a Certified Boy Lover
While you sleepin' tonight, you will be smothered
I ain't no simple man, I ain't Amish
I'm makin' bread man I'm fuckin flawless
I said "Hey KANKAN" and got my IP leaked
Wiped my butt with $2 bills, I got called a freak
She said she didn't wanna put that pussy on me
Call me YoungBoy 'cuz I already had ten kids for free

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Big Cracka

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