Camboi Smif - Sickest Wigger Alive lyrics

[VERSE 1] Yo, f** Mac Miller And f** Chris Webby Motherf** Eminem And his mom's spaghetti Push my chevy to the levee But the levee was dry Unlike Don McLean's b**h When I jizzed in her eye Willie Nelson smokes mid grade I vape dank Burned keef in Dutch And then I ashed on Drake's face Adam Levine thinks he Hardcore, hell nah He ain't got to go to war for me To make ‘em feel the shell shock I'm so hard I'm the f**in' Hope Diamond I was MJ's medic And I refused to revive him Machine Gun Kelly Ass up on the telly Gettin' rammed with a strap-on Lisa Lampanelli A p**no flick, with Director Cam Smith Blood guts out the bu*t Cuz I wrote it in the script Cut through a uterus With the tip of my dick Smoked crack with Bobby Brown And took sixty-six hits sh**, I'm a 90's kid, b**h I know how to use a phone book And how to post about it on Twitter through my Chromebook No, you couldn't step to me like A paraplegic deprived Of feet, cuz I Am the sickest wigger alive [HOOK] The sickest wigger alive The sickest wigger alive I Am the sickest f**in' Wigger alive [VERSE 2] Yes yes y'all, I fapped To the nudes of J-Law And sprayed on tongues of c*nts Who dropped they jaw When they were appalled By all who were enthralled With a plethora of hoes Who chose to take they panties off For the camera You think it's so wrong? For a dude to wanna view b**bs with no bra? “When the f** did guys Become so perverted?” Probably around the same time the Central system became nervous Got my semen leakin' from the spleen In Morgan Freeman's autopsy I've been raping bodies Longer than Bill Cosby In me cargo shorts pockets I be dual-wielding shotties Dos slugs to the face will make An average joe so sloppy f** a crime wave I'm a known Tsunami f** a dime face In the chrome Bugatti Crawlin' up the drain While you sittin on the potty Cauterize your a**hole Cuz I take sh** from nobody Im so high My ears seep smoke I'm so shallow, but I still get deep throat The sickest wigger of the west Except on the east coast Bars so hot, I'm Givin' b**hes heat strokes [BRIDGE] The sickest wigger of the west, except I'm givin' b**hes heat strokes The sickest wigger of the west, except I'm on the east coast Bars so hot I'm givin' b**hes heat strokes [VERSE 3] Flow's practically, the dopest Flow since the dope patterning Of flow I chose to throw over The verses which I'm rappening Peep the gallery My artwork is masterly My lyrics is Da Vinci, yours Were extras in Love Actually The only time you're lappin' me is When you s** my Dick Dastardly Ain't no place I'd rather be than Trapped in s** trafficking Smacking you laterally Bashin' ya cap on the tapestry, laughing Cuz you're too much of a f*g to contact My house and ask for me So quit sa**in' me And come smoke crack with me Snappin your chastity I'm in your a** where the pastors be (orgasming) Last Saturday You happily sat at Applebee's And asked your server, Valerie “May I have the egg salad, please?” Pure savagery That's a ma**ive amount of calories Grab an an*logy, and make Like Mary Kate and Ash-a-ley As I lather the latter teen In half a bath of Vaseline Then f** the b**h again Before the end of my refractory period Ya dumb dipsh** Listener of mine You could never comprehend All my vigorous rhymes b**h, I'm already sick and I get sicker with time Y'all should recognize I'm The sickest wigger alive [HOOK] The sickest wigger alive The sickest wigger alive I Am the sickest f**in' Wigger alive