Gay Friends

Lyrics

(THE INDUSTRIAL REVOLUTION HAS BEEN A DISASTER FOR THE HUMAN RACE) (SO EVIL BOYZ) [Verse 1 : Acid Souljah] I can teach you how to cook I can teach you how to chef I can teach you how to be Task Force to the death I done repped the Based God like my whole life I don't know how fake based people even sleep at night I'm off a percocet I need that to sleep at night My haters down bad and they highkey hate their life If I feel bad I'mma just go book a flight That bitch off the percocet she look like Monster High I'm taking dabs back to back I'm getting hella fried Bitch Mob, Bitch Mob I always rep The Bitch Mob Thank you to the fucking Basеd God Take a acid tab now I'm trapped in Based World My wholе life I feel like I been trapped up in Based World High as fuck with long hair they thought I was from Wayne's World I ain't watching no MTV bullshit I fuck your grandma then I steal her scripts I see percocert, oxy, and valium I already know my fiends will give me all their money just so they can get one of them This bitch must be crazy She smoke it off the foil but she think I wanna fuck her Bitch I wouldn't fuck no bitch that smoke perc off the foil My haters be the type of people that be hitting vapes with burnt coils (SH-SH-SHADOW) My haters be the type of people that inhale heavy metals You can talk shit but you are not on my level In the Based World they treat me like a a fucking General In the Based World they treat me like a (THE POLICE WILL NEVER FIND THE BODIES) [Verse 2 : Acid Souljah] Chris When I die and go to Based World I'mma dam near run the shit I got Scientology money in my pockets but I ain't getting funded by no bullshit L. Ron Hubbard in my left pocket Tom Cruise in my right pocket My haters be like R. Kelly trapped up in the closet I'ont even got a problem if you in the closet All my gay friends cool as fuck I'm smoking weed with my gay friends I'll hit licks with my gay friends With my gay friends in the Mercedes Benz And we finna hit a lick My gay bro on Grindr and he setting up licks We finna rob a old man who like 56 He tought that he was getting dick but we pulled up with sticks We got magazines we got drums and banana clips I act cocky cause I got a big banana dick Touch down in New York I start making hits And her last man was trash he be riding dick In my DMs trynna get a open Trynna link up so we can get recording Bitch I don't wanna do a song I'm with Christ Dillinger pouring green We fell asleep on the subway I dont know for how long This gas pack hit my lungs like Mortal Kombat damn this shit really strong (EVIL EMPIRE NEW YORKS DOWN SOUTH SUPPLIER, WE GOT IT FOR CHEAP, 1000 GRAMS UNCUT TO THE GUT) (SHADOWMAN 13 REAL FENTANYL MUSIC )