TTRB

Lyrics
All my haters yall are lil skittles Taste the rainbows bitch Feeling like jack black With a fucking mag Coming in with big facts Running up the fucking bag Haters suck my fucking ball sac They need a Tic Tac For thier snitching chit chat Coming in with big straps High as hell on dabs Feeling like a quarterback Kinda like the great McNabb Tyson with a quick jab Your head just snap back Haters are getting backlash Writing in a notepad I don't mumble rap Shut the fuck up with that You're feeling the whiplash Fuck the ones on snapchat I can see a bunch of rats In the fucking trash All my haters yall are lil skittles Taste the rainbow bitch
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Credits
- Writers
- Cole Harris