Wite Stud - Scrambled Brain

Uh
Wite Stud
I'ma get you with a banger
Got my clothes on a hanger
I'ma really good singer
Like a forest ranger
I'm like Big Chungus
I'm humungous (Massive)
Eat the chili
Fill my belly (I'm full)
Get the toots
And get the poops
(Uhh) (Slurp Slurp) (Uhh)
I order Chines at a restaurant
That Great Dane meat it really hits the spot
I love going to the grocery store
And I always get the bag of chips
I get Doritos
I'm part of Gucci Gang
But all my Gucci is fake
The rollie on my wrist
It's from China
These Yeezys on my feet
There kind of fake (Fake)
Let's get this bread
Let's go for the dough
I'm a yeet this wheat
Let's give it a reet
(REEET)
Now that's the stuff that I like to see
I'm like the CIA, you can't catch me (I'm gone)
Black in the dark, like Batmans heart
Oh, look at my ego I'm a basketball player
Or a football player
My egos so big, like my LIGMA
Actually, you all have LIGMA
You guys are like a vacuum cleaner cuz you suck
You're like a fan cuz you blow
Don't look at my finger circle or I'll punch you
Hunt you down like a wolf on the prowl, and I'll punch you
Right in the arm
Make it bleed
Until you can't see
Straight no more
Cuz you're out of blood
All your blood, its on the floor
You ain't even got no more
It's like a vampire just sucked you dry
Now your gonna go and die
Guess next time you won't look at my finger circle
Or I'll punch you again
I'll just wait till your not expecting
Then I'll put it on the floor when your not looking (I'll getcha)
Get an Oreo, put it in my milk
I got some new clothes there made out of silk
Whooo
That's a pretty good song
I gotta admit
Oh yeah
That's pretty good stuff
You guys still all have LIGMA
Now Wite Stud out all my...
BOYS!
You thought I was gonna say something else, didn't ya
Goteem!

Written by:
Jayden Hertz

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