TETHERBALL!

Lyrics

[Intro] (Caden) (Fony wallace biatch!) I'm a fucking crack whore, hehe (Yuh) Yuh, yuh What? Yuh [Verse] Walk up-walk up in that bitch, I got the wokky in my mouth, uh Caught-caught-caught me feelin' buzz, like up in the house, uh I got me a gun, this shit carry hunnid rounds, uh Bitch-bitch-bitch, I smoke blood, this shit blew me to my couch, uh Keep-keep alotta money, you can touch inside my pouch, uh Rappers lookin' funny, boy, they lookin' like some clowns, uh Sippin' on that dirty shit, but I sip color brown, uh Bitch, I got a blurry which is brighter than my crown, uh I cannot fuck with yo' sounds, you all do the same shit When you screamin' hella loud over 808s Like, how is you gettin' any clout when you screamin' on these beats? I woulda thought that you got downs And shoutout to all of my opps, why you say you carry chops? You ain't really in the field, boy, you out here in some crocs Get the fuck up out my way, get the fuck up out my spot Get the fuck up out the game, I know yo' shit finna flop Put the mic down and stop This-this-this is not yo' passion I'm up in the lamb truck, cruisin' then I'm gassin' Shame on me if you ever catch me lackin' Keep the blade on me, now I feel like I'm Hugh Jackman Yeah, I feel like Wolverine, pull up on you then I'll stab it Yeah, I feel like Jason Voorhees, I'ma shed it, steady slashin' I might pop out with a choppa, 'case these rappers want the action When they jump, they bought out scapin' I'ma just sit here and just pack 'em Bitch, you aren't in my bracket I ain't scared of none of y'all, me and KarmaMob Fuckin' gigglin' makin' fun of y'all How you wanna beef when outside people think we under y'all Yo' bitch gettin' hit when she around me like a tetherball [Outro] I cannot believe I just fuckin' said that corny ass shit Yo Fony switch to the next song, please