R.I.P Joeshmo - Gary The Snail

Woah
Covid? (Yeah), fuck no (Phew)
Yoeshmo
It's just getting to the point where (Phew, what?)
This shit just
It's just way too easy now (Let's go, let's go, yeah)
Woah (Phew)
Oh yeah, oh yeah (Oh yeah, oh yeah, yeah)
Huh? (Phew), oh yeah, oh yeah (Let's go, let's go)
What? (Phew), oh yeah, oh yeah (oh yeah, oh yeah, ayy)
What? (Ok, ok), oh yeah, oh yeah (Oh yeah, ayy)

All my slats they so slimey
Just like Gary the Snail (Slat)
At the club make it rain
Sike, I'm making it hail (Woah)
Told that bitch "Go to hell" (Huh?)
'Cause I read her like braille (Ok)
Kick the bitch out (Yeah)
Hope she do well (Yeah)

I got these diamonds on my teeth
And they sharp like a shark (Shark)
I just made the bitch queef
Hope it wasn't a fart (Brrt, yeah)
200k last year (Huh?), damn
We making it far (Yeah)
20k on my wrist (What?)
You can see the bitch from far (Ooh)
Ok, ok (Yeah), I just count them racks
'Cause I get it everyday (Let's go)
I just fucked your bitch
But she can't know where I stay (No, no)
'Cause I don't know if she is the opposition (Opposition)
Fuck her from the back, the front, every position (Yeah)
I just tell that bitch she got to
Mind her business (Mind her business)
She say that I cap because I wear a fitted (Wear a fitted)
Brand new Rollie for my gang
Just like it's Christmas (Brand new Rollie)
Diamonds and they new
I swear she like my image (Yeah, ayy)
Brand new Bentley swear to god
This shit not rented (Woah)
Paid it down, I paid that bitch
With every penny (Yeah)
Yoeshmo get that cake
Just like it's Little Debbie (Little Debbie)
I drive in a Bentley
You drive in a Chevy (Skrrt)
I be with the shits
Because my hands stay ready (Bow, bow)
I don't like Eminem
But I like his moms spaghetti (Yeah)
I'm twenty-one
Ain't even hit my prime yet (No)
It's funny all these rappers
Be disguised, yeah (Ok, yeah)
I could make your bae
Become mine, yeah (Let's go)
Don't wan' fuck
I just want that mind, yeah (That brain)
This song gold
I ain't talking mine, yeah (Mine)
Benjamin always on my mind, yeah (Yeah)

All my slats they so slimey
Just like Gary the Snail (Slat)
At the club make it rain
Sike, I'm making it hail (Let's go, woah)
Told that bitch "Go to hell" (Huh?)
'Cause I read her like braille (Ok)
Kick the bitch out (Yeah)
Hope she do well (Yeah, bye)

Ok, I just pulled up with a 30 (30)
That's my Glock, shoot like Curry (Curry)
I feel like Lil' Tunechi
Don't got worries (Worries)
Oh my god, i'm up early (Yeah, ayy)
Latina girl (Girl), she so curvy (Woah, curvy)
Gave her seamen (Ew), said she's thirsty (Let's go)
I fucked her with the lights on (Yeah)
Pussy pink like Kirby (Huh?)
Fuck her right to this song (What?)
I hope that she's worthy (Ayy)
She suck, don't feel tooth, yeah (Yeah)
Blow it just like soup, yeah (Woo)
In my Thom Browne suit, yeah (What?)
Balenci' on my boots, yeah (Ayy)
Make me feel 6'2, yeah (Yeah)
Make me feel so cool, yeah (Woo)
Way too cool for school, yeah (Huh?)
Too smart not a fool, yeah (Woah)
I got all this money (Money)
Blue like a pool (A pool, yeah)
I got all this money (Money)
Green like a ghoul (Let's go, yeah)
I'm sitting on a stool
In the booth of my stu (Stu, ok)
This bitch she on my nerve
Kick her out like a mule (Bye-bye, mule)

All my slats they so slimey
Just like Gary the Snail (Slat)
At the club make it rain
Sike, I'm making it hail (Woah)
Told that bitch "Go to hell" (Huh?)
'Cause I read her like braille (Ok)
Kick the bitch out (Yeah)
Hope she do well (Yeah, bye)

Written by:
Joe Shmo

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