360 - Hecktickest (Bonus) lyrics

[Hook: 360] Yippy Yippy Yaah, Yippy Yo, Yippy Yay F.T.P In the motherf**ing place And you know he' got a d**h wish Ayo you better leave that c*nt alone I heard the dudes Hectic [Verse: Braidz] Let me tell you all a story 'bout a gangsta c*nt Someone who a real G would straight shank and bust Private schooled kid, with the neatest of vocab "School Of Hardknocks" on his media profiles When it comes to music the kids in reverse "f** Eminem!" - He'd rather listen to Kers Comes from a good home, but sits in the 'burbs Stationed in a place where he can pick on the nerds His relationship's on some Casual Trade sh** He Takes Her In Hand and has a Cashies engagement He's got that "stabbin' ya mates" look If he says you ain't on the same page - He's just a Dope Rapper On Facebook Paranoid as f** because' the meth he's on, when- A car pulls up and all his friends are raunchy Starts freaking out thinkin' that the Feds are on' him So he tells 'em to "Shoosh c*nts" like 60 when Pez is talking [Hook: 360] Yippy Yippy Yaah, Yippy Yo, Yippy Yay F.T.P In the motherf**ing place And you know he' got a d**h wish Ayo you better leave that c*nt alone I heard the dudes Hectic [Verse: Braidz] He's a hectic lad Find him rolling down the "stayshe" yelling "DEATH TO f*gS!" Get it? I said that he is "rolling" down the stayshe Speed up on the wrong guy and he ain't holding on the brakes He takes his mates to his battles, yo With their shorts so high you can almost see their Camel-toes He mixes crack with dope - Hi-Amphetamines! Never had a job though, Hiya Centerlink You'll get knifed for anything - Weed, pills, speed he'll Put his life on the line 'cause he needs lines to let him live On Facebook holding dad's nine in everything Nobody wants his autograph - But he'll sign your fence a bit Riding anything - He's the M.V.P Shares b**hes with his crew - Reppin' S.T.D Another mate's going 'way every second week And no matter the crime, he's yelling "SET THEM FREE!" [Hook: 360] Yippy Yippy Yaah, Yippy Yo, Yippy Yay F.T.P In the motherf**ing place And you know he' got a d**h wish Ayo you better leave that c*nt alone I heard the dudes Hectic [Verse: Braidz] He finds it funny that his life is f**ing chat Dancing with security guards - Call that the Running Man When skanks call him fly he gets some f**in' action When we say you're "Fly" we're referring to a mother maggot Chuckin' tantrums at his dealer 'cause he's fiending hard Like, "Bro, I need my shard, I'll come and beat you up! I ain't got fire-arm's, but you'll see my guns" Acted Hollywood - And now he's Seeing Stars And the dude's got dumb tatts... I don't mean heaps - Just one's done in a yard, man, by a yard-man Skinny from the Shard lad, isn't 'cause he's starved and- He's never been homeless, but he's always with his bum-bag Always claiming "f** Rats!" - Beastiality 'Til the day he needs the pigs like a bacon factory When he says he's clean he means he clean's the dishes We all know the joke - Three sleeps 'til Christmas! He beats his missus but ain't single like you'd think She keeps on with him, I guess it's simple - Like his b**h Catch him with his crew and you'll get hit and bruised a bit Ain't flexible on his own but he's quick to do the split... [Hook: 360] Yippy Yippy Yaah, Yippy Yo, Yippy Yay F.T.P In the motherf**ing place And you know he' got a d**h wish Ayo you better leave that c*nt alone I heard the dudes Hectic