Bakwood Bill - DRAKE & JOSH (feat. Big Migz)

I tried to learn guitar so i could shred like Drake not Josh
I been fucking on the queen drinking Henny pinky out thats posh
Not cross
Im a T-Rex don't study them like ross
But i still got my Rachel
Bacon egg cheese bagel
She speak espanol she tell me baby this is fuego

Spit my shit in brail and they still don't feel me
Ya feel me
I don't know if stress or drugs will kill me
Mad scream like Meek and then I go and pop a wheelie
Then I go and pop another pill
One to rage and one to chill me
So damn high up I'm moonwalking on the ceiling
Call me Michael Jackson but I never touch them children
I just kill them on the mic
If your bitch don't love me she a dyke
Fuck her till 10 past her bedtime
Put her out with a lullaby
I'm taking syringes from the bums while they throw oranges at me
I'm just tryna help them but then they try and leak my addy
Now I'm crabby throw the syringes right back at em
Wrap em in a job app help the addicts with their battle

Now they looking for a hook but there ain't no hook on this song this song this song
Now they tryna get a hook but I only know what I'm hooked on hooked on

Now I dial up my homies just cause shit can get scary
I'm on a couch eating some acid while the others get married
Lil nick out in they yard he in the sandbox he buried
Left pocket cancer sticks the only nic that I carry
I feel like Timmy need my fairly odd parents
Couple wishes for a giant snake, large fries, chocolate shake
That'll taste better than this meat loaf that I just easy baked
I go for it just do it check it off like Nike Gucci snake

And I seal up my mail fore I send it
So it don't reek of gas when the officer go check it
Flip it like a skateboard on my burger double deck it
Check up to my neck
Call me Lebron
She all up on my ass like it's my mom
My Lil Jon turn big turn down for what
My music louder than my jeans smell
Make your ears hurt
Like they got stabbed too many times
Call em caesar
I go berzerk
Now all I needs a blond line up
Call me slim shady when I step up on the mic I
Might just go and fuck you up
You know I just fuck it up
Call me Forest Gump
Cause I go and run my money up
I'm like a megaphone
Cause I say it loud
So if you cant take it then don't dish it out
Got your back against the wall guns out fire squad
When I'm done with you ill leave you empty like used pod

Now they looking for a hook but there ain't no hook on this song this song this song
Now they tryna get a hook but I only know what I'm hooked on hooked on

They say I'm in, Alex got the pop heads right here
On the fucking show
If you fuck around
We gonna pop heads
With the glock
And I come with the knock
AK/47 YNW Melly got hit with the crime
Get taught with the ref right here
Drake and Josh
Got the host
Josh with the fat slap
Call me fat
Tommy call me fat
Every fucking day
Eating hot dogs hooping out at Ping Tom's aye

Written by:
A. Tymouch, D Lozano-Harris

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