King Zane - Timmy Turner Beam

Wake up every morning and I pour two liters
You get Uber exd, you old school bitch, yo taxi got no meter
Don't do good in cold cold water baby, I'm not Justin Beiber
Tell Beenie Man I'm the one who got the keys to the Beamer
SIM SIMMA!
He get his shit lit up
Timmy Turner beam make his chin turn crimson
Split yo cash in two that's a nuclear fission
Put my funds all in the stocks bitch I move efficient
You niggas I can't sweat this
She said she wanna study then lil shawty turn on Netflix
That girl right on yo arm, she just got off of my checklist
Man that nigga moving stupid selling dope right off of Craigslist
I get cash in all forms, bank account look geometric
Roll up my leaves, feel like the Lorax, bitch I'm speaking to the trees
I caught a cold, my pendant icy, bitch my chest about to sneeze
Drank moving right but I don't like her, so lil bitch I'm moving east
Milf popped an X and started tweeking, should have kept it to the teens
Move with the gang, like Scooby-Doo, lil bitch we split up yo whole team
Dragon Ball, that boy got caught up, he got hit with a Tri- Beam
She like my bottoms, got yo main chick feeling all up on my jeans
Left a stain all on that boy someone call up Mr. Clean
Quicker picker upper bitch we gon' send out a small bounty
Sheriff of these big parts get yo ass out of my county
Like a duck I'm getting bread, wash my dishes all in Downy
White face, red nose, and you laughing? Boy you're clowning
2000 shots straight face, now that boy is tryna krump
On her phone my name is Wednesday cuz lil bitch I like to hump
Ying Yang twins came china and they now to get crunk
I like rock but ain't no way in hell I'll ever be a punk

Written by:
Zane Williams

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