360 - Hectickest lyrics

[Intro Skit] Ay bro Have you ever met that f**ing Tommy Sixx c*nt man? That c*nt's a f**ing nutcase, ay, I've seen- I've seen the c*nt full fly kick this f**ing nanny right in her tits, mate Mate, he's f**ing mental repping FTP and sh** When it comes to f**ing hectic c*nts, he is the hectickest (Yo put your motherf**ing b**h up homie, you don't know who you're talking to) [Hook] Yippy yippy yai, yippy yo, yippy yay FTP in the motherf**ing place And you know we got a d**h wish Yo you better leave that c*nt alone I heard that dude's hectic [Verse 1] Let me tell you all a story 'bout a basic c*nt Never wanted to be sh** but a crazy f** You might have seen him at the station once You never met him but I guarantee you hate the c*nt Don't deserve him when he's taking d** He does the same sh** Satan does Angel dust And the street cred he got he just made it up Middle fingers in the sky and they motherf**ing staying up Yo he got himself a b**h but he ain't in love Never smokes all he raps about is blazing up No car but he needs one The type to see a speed bump then speed up How many bodies? You'd love to know though No Instagram but he loves a photo FTP on his f**ing logo Whenever there's a camera, f** the po-po So hectic [Hook] Yippy yippy yai, yippy yo, yippy yay FTP in the motherf**ing place And you know we got a d**h wish Yo you better leave that c*nt alone I heard that dude's hectic [Verse 2] No guns but he comes with a blade I guarantee he spells "c*nt" with a K His crew verse you, you'll get punched in the face But if you see him one on one, he'll be running away (leg it!) If he's got a backpack, then he's come for a paint Polo on and it's tucked in the front in the waist (throwies bruh!) You should see his f**ing rat's tail I mean literally on his head he stapled a f**ing rat's tail I ain't saying he's on methadone But I reckon it's either meth or don't so just let him go Check the format, where's the p**n at? Spend a whole year stealing all his ex's broadband (check me out!) Downloaded so much p**n, got his broad bent Now he hear the chick's the lead singer of a broad band, (oh god c*nt) His crew look ready for war, but to us they look ready for sports So f**ing hekkas [Hook] Yippy yippy yai, yippy yo, yippy yay FTP in the motherf**ing place And you know we got a d**h wish Yo you better leave that c*nt alone I heard that dude's hectic [Verse 3] Listen I'm kind of thinking that you should let him be You f**ed up though when you befriended him Cause he'll be the best man and he'll lose the wedding ring And you'll find him trying to hock it in the queue for Centrelink (you want a ring mate?) Grabs pics with his crew and everything Face covered, homie, you ain't proving anything (throwies bruh!) He ain't new to medicine but he brews amphetamines No suit though but he's got the pseudoephedrine (any f**ing pseudo) And promethazine while he's chewing mescaline Too incredible on a level that you will never be Pick a fight like you offended him The adrenaline in his head's a boost of energy So fried that he'll lose his memory So cooked he gotta Google everything like "who just messaged me?" "Oi, c*nt Was that you who texted me?" Two phones he got a new one every week Yo he's fed up with his b**hes, he's never got a missus Everybody get's attached, human centipede If you see him do crime, though, you should never speak He's on the run without doing anything He's the hectickest [Hook] Yippy yippy yai, yippy yo, yippy yay FTP in the motherf**ing place And you know we got a d**h wish Yo you better leave that c*nt alone I heard that dude's hectic [Outro Skit] Aw, man, things have just been f**ed, ay, like; My f**ing, my missus cheated on me with my best mate. She did that on my f**ing birthday. My f**ing- The rims on my VL got fully jacked last week and it's been f**ed, the tires have been f**ed, I can't even drive the c*nt around, can't do anything like that, the f**ing- They've frozen my Centrelink payments. They're not going to give me a payment until I f**ing- until I give them- give them a medi- medical certificate, or something like that It's just f**ed man, it's just like, it's just sometimes I just, I don't want to go on anymore, you know what I mean? Like I just can't f**ing do it any more. But- You reckon you could spot me a tenner?Cheers c*nt