$cam Will

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[Intro: BabyTron] ShittyBoyz [Verse: StanWill] Sack head, baby, I be itching for the plays Started cracking cards, now I'm lacking with the grades Punch God Tron getting active from the pay If he got an attitude, bro reacting with a K World touring, hitting Walmarts near you Bro smoking something that you can't hear through Old bitch mad, left her in the rear view Let the demon out the Scat when I hit gear two Walking out of Wally's with the AP green One hitter quitter when I punch with this BIN Counting up my blessings while I'm running up my sins Lil' bitch on dick, I'm gon' put it in her ribs Jumped in the water, now I drown in the drip Talking 'bout fighting? Boy, you need to punch a lift You ain't got a ride to work, now you missing shifts I know Susan on your head, boy, your manager a bitch Hellcat roaring, hear scream when I stay pass On me, I'ma bust a jugg 'fore the day pass Pussy too wet, swear to God that I can't last Thought my ex bitch was the one but it ain't last Zoey 101, got my white bitch swiping Set the play on me? I don't advise you to try it Jimmy Craig with me, I don't really do the fighting 'Cause the Glock could knock a pound off you like you on a diet Rich steaks, Mickey D's turned to hibachi Used to mean-mug, now the bitch face sloppy Sauce God, bitch, I go by "Mr. Teriyaki" I can teach you how to punch like I'm Mr. Miyagi Shooting for the stars 'cause I been near the next Fucking up the [?] I been there [?] [?] Balencis so it's six when I step Certified shit talker so I speak from the chest I can tell you ain't tapped in with the source Got my first method then I threw away the sports Was four for four, now it's four for a course ShittyBoyz up, bitch, we running with the torch Fairlane tripping when I'm stuffed with the Flaming Wok I'm Mister Spin A Bitch, you Captain Save A Thot Drip God, when I walk in, bet it rain a lot Bro like to paint with the stick, he'll stain a opp Only time you punching up is when you punching in I'ma run it up if I keep running with these BINs Baby, I'm a GOAT so I'ma tell you how it is From the bottom to the top, turned my losses into wins Charged up, feel like Duracell with the power Thinking that we sweet? Have my shooter play it sour Airbnb, fucking up the marble counters She a freak, got me jumping out my trousers Ain't no typos when I fuck with that embosser Test me and I'ma play it like Mr. Crocker We want all static, bro'll hit you with a shocker He used to bully niggas, stuffing kids into lockers Clear Fruit in one hand, roll in the other All that pillow talking? Better keep it in the covers Dame Time with the Glock since you got the thunder StanWill, bitch, I'm the GOAT, did I stutter? I would hate too if I was you, I couldn't be y'all Kenzo, eye on the tee, I can see all Courtesy of punches, I be living for the free ball Drawers twenty plus, what the fuck is a free ball? I-94 in the Beam', bitch, I'm stabbing Looking for the punch, sike nah, I'm jabbing No witness when I hit the set, I be grabbing "Can I get the sauce?", yeah, if you slay a dragon Dumbass [Outro] I wanted you, you wanted me Together we were meant to be But now there's something new in this recipe And it's clear there's just no room for three