Cyanide and Silicone - Ayyy lyrics

[Verse 1] People wonder why my name is the 'Bone' Old cash flow, spit up at a throne And you got little time play Tic Tac Toe With a fat backpack, don't ask for a loan Bumpin' oldies on my cell phone Strapped gat, in the satchel With a few extra heads in my duffel bag Don't ask why my clothes red and my dad's mad Tent in my pants like I was raised as a nomad Old fad, bring that spring back Everybody tough as f**, but don't need that I'm iller than the fingers of a doctor Shocker, flyer than a f**ing helicopter I give my raps a good quantity And I think that I ought to be A sell out wearing nothing but the Louis V's Grab my f**ing hand a follow me I'm just tryna' strangle these f**ers, f** em I can't stand 'em anyway, they below us anyway [Verse 2] Sue me, I don't act like she blew me I'm the motherf**er with the f**ing blue jeans I only vape grape, but I roll mad blunts The finest ivy, Dale forgets about his shunt I don't act hard, but my dick stands tall Jack it all day but I still got blue balls I don't give a f** about sh**, I don't give a f** about sh** Only when my lyrics flow, lyrics flow b**h I'm hysterical, f** hysteria in her area That's how it goes Monster energy like my name is J-O Fingers tucked up in the finest hoes like Forget about my game sk** I'm playing you like my game still Did you forget? Look at my face I'm f**ing handicapped, hurting eyes like I'm mace I can doing anything that I want So I bought a pair of Jordan's just to f** up the lace Baked Lays, y'all slow this a foot race 10k on the first date, first date b**hes swallow loads just to gain weight, gain weight Writing verses like it's church day, church day [Verse 3] Ridin' round with my gun under the seat Afraid to set it if I touch it with my feet I'm a legal driver, ridin' high right beside ya' Throw Dale's chair in the back like, 'Alright dude' I care a lot about my dick I throw a condom on before I f** my b**h She's going full throttle like she's driving stick shift But f** it, no lube, I got scabs on my dick still Too dry, she better s** some more It won't take long before the panties on the floor Put a warning sign on my bedroom door She's a good girl but she f**s like a who*e This is that f**ing next gen' flow Count all my bills till they stacked up, grow I know I can be a little f**ing weird Eat p**y everyday so you know I'm not a queer Still a janitor, cleaning up, it's my job Still Minecraft it, like I'm mining for rocks Still eating b**hes, salads are tossed f**ed up grill, my dentist hates when I floss [Outro] Get the f** over!