[Fried Noodles (Getter Remix)]
I live in a constant state of fear and misery
Do you miss me anymore?
And I don't even notice
When it hurts anymore
Anymore
Anymore
Anymore
I live in a constant state of fear and misery
Do you miss me anymore?
And I don't even notice
When it hurts anymore
Anymore
Anymore
Anymore
…
I know I'm morbid at times
That's how I like to be
They call my dick a mammoth
You're salty you got a micro-d
Cla**ic penis joke
Inserted with appropriate timing
Because if I ain't got a penis line
I ain't dining
No h*mo, but seriously I'm getting faded
And my life is like my vids
Low budget and underrated
Kids, the only way to succeed
Is to chip away at the soul
[Are You Serious (Axel Boy Remix)]
f** up out my face, yuh!
Stop bobbing on my dick!
Gotta get the coin
And I gotta get it quick
I don't got time
For another little b**h
Like “Oh my lord!”
Are you f**ing serious?
Y'all are, y'all are f**ing trash
Y'all are, y'all are f**ing trash
Y'all are, y'all are f**ing trash, uh
I just f**ed your b**h, yuh!
So watcha gonna do?
Stay the f** outta my business
Stay away from the loot
I just f**ed your b**h, yuh!
So watcha gonna do?
Stay the f** outta my business
Stay away from the loot
Stay the f** outta my business
Stay away from the loot
Stay the f** outta my business
Stay away from the loot
f** up out my face, yuh!
Stop bobbing on my dick!
Gotta get the coin
And I gotta get it quick
I don't got time
For another little b**h
Like “Oh my lord!”
Are you f**ing serious?
Y'all are, y'all are f**ing trash
Y'all are, y'all are f**ing trash
Y'all are, y'all are f**ing trash, uh
I just f**ed your b**h, yuh!
So watcha gonna do?
Stay the f** outta my business
Stay away from the loot
I just f**ed your b**h, yuh!
So watcha gonna do?
Stay the f** outta my business
Stay away from the loot
Stay the f** outta my business
Stay away from the loot
Stay the f** outta my business
Stay away from the loot
Stay away from the
Stay away from the
Stay away from the
Stay away from the
[STFU (Tasty Treat Remix)]
Shut the f** up
You're a f**ing c*nt
Shut the f** up
You're a stupid c*nt, s** my dick
Shut the f** up
Stop being a f**ing c*nt
Shut the f** up
Nobody even wants you here
sh** the f** up
Yeah
What?
Yeah
You're a f**ing dumb sh**, you don't even run sh**
Get the f** up out of my face and go to hell and eat a dick
Come and catch these hands, boy
Come and match these bands, boy
I'm not crazy, I just do it all because I can, boy
I hope you have some beautiful children that die from cancer
I hope you catch Zika when your wife gets pregnant
I hope you win the lottery and die the next day
And your daughter has to see you getting lowered in your grave
Like, uh, ooh.. that was a little dark
I'm sorry
Tha-that was a little dark
Very poor taste
I shouldn't have said that
[Dumplings (Borgore Remix)]
One bad chef
In a kitchen full of dough
Three bad b**hes with their hands on the stove
Making home movies with a hand full of stoges
I'm cooking all the dumplings
I'm cooking all the dumplings
Cooking
Cooking
I'm cooking all the dumplings
Motherf**ers want to act funny
Trying to be a man when your nose is all runny
Go to Pre-K, put your bag in your cubby
Motherf**ing gimmick like your man Jeff Dunnie
But who am I to talk? Making preteens laugh for the money
Act dumb, slicker than honey, whoops!
Rapping in the kitchen but got no silver spoon
But I feed on the b**hes, b**hes
Motherf**ers want to act funny
One bad chef
In a kitchen full of dough
Three bad b**hes with their hands on the stove
Making home movies with a hand full of stoges
I'm cooking all the dumplings
I'm cooking all the dumplings