Accent Beats - Maniacal lyrics

[Verse 1] I'm restless Radio d**h list Your hoe on the laundry list Concentrate to the brain b**h Smoke inhaled like furnace sh** Gummy bears to Jew the pain to Salivary gland lost but I found my pineal Dad told me f** with white b**hes like how they f** with the linear Drug detoxing got me looking much skinnier Gunshot got your b**h defaced Take a half gram dab I get f**ing faced Got my eyes looking like I got maced Couple chocolate people where I live Chinks the yellow French vanilla And I'm the beaner strawberry picker And they don't expect us to use a trigger I bonaparte your b**h p**y after I lick her She ride me like a wild Amazonian The man got us spaced apart like Napoleon sh** was better when we was kids like Nickelodeon Spit this like a loogie I got too much dirt to be acting bougie Bars got my head hotter than a noogie Don't know how to dance still show your b**h how to boogie [Bridge] Then I'm found in her solace Can't wait to see Christopher Wallace My n***a my people are lawless Gimme the number of that broadess That a** got her looking like a goddess Still grab the rubber ya boy gotta stay cautious Run my hand up to above her bodice This Aphrodite Finna get boned by this Adonis Mind in a trance when I advance to her pants Blood pressure increasing as I pull out my lance Eyes rolling backwards bend her over in a stance She want a breath bead dripping but she don't get a chance Paranoia stalking Predatory rocking Me and your b**h thigh locking (3x) [Verse 2] I talk that good sh** call my raps a eulogy Cum in your b**h so I can test my buoyancy I'm your b**h gynecologist this dick she consultin Wetter than a spear headed dolphin Spear headed switch blade start the robbin Piercing like the hi hat got you in a coffin I spit that acid that'll get you tripping Hearse rapping put you in a coffin I rehearse to make your mind burst Goddamn people like me are the worst Scatter rapping cause I got my mind cursed Bullet shatter the cranium sh** I can't wait to blow like uranium Lyrics will get your face melting Like chocolate on a summer table I know stories about real sh** so f** a fable I look so marvelous thinking I was wrapped in sable When it comes to the west coast rappers I'm a staple Sipping on something about as sweet as the maple I'm a predator hunting the prey that is paper