Mexican Corn

Lyrics

[Intro] I don't really see nobody fucking with this nigga right here man I know 'cause I'm from them Western and I'm the only mother fucker down here fucking with [Verse 1] This is the bloodbath of the mumble Make 'em stumble, tired of being humble, throw 'em down a death tunnel Pussy boys always live a long life (Ugh) I can take it all away with a strong knife Met your chick once, her mouth was on my shlong twice Bitch made my toes curl in these old mics Elite OG, lows will stomp a mud hole in your chest and let barrettas flow God told me I better glow in this profession of rapping Amazing shit out my mouth Holding my blessings until another one come around I make albino niggas turn brown Rotisserie goldfish to my old bitch Meaning that shit dead See me out here, naw you don't pussy boy you fled We can see the smoking coming from your feet You and I both know I can smell defeat (Sheesh) [Bridge] Nigga got the fuck up outta there Got the fuck up out of there [Verse 2] I don't hang out with bitch guys Y'all al looking like some shit pies Get fried with torches as a shorty I used to sit on porches Now I post up rolling my forest inside a fortress Nigga I was once a fucking gorgeous orphan Now I'm a big bad wolf that's allergic to porridge Divorces form all the rappers that showed disloyal attributes Passion fruit inside the diamond swisher, chug the apple juice Laughing real loud, blowing the loud Wake up neighbors from about eight miles Have your face looking like a prune You rappers wear a lot of chains just so you can hide the noose wounds All you weak rappers is disgusting Buckle up with all your endeavors I'm still nothing to fuck with That's why niggas won't step in the ring for a bout Soon as they step in the ring they never come back out (Ouch) It's a shame how shit change Get brains while reading a textbook about the best crooks And the rest of these rappers is history, they ain't shit to me They sign these contracts but stay in misery [Interlude] That's a pussy boy attribute (Straight up, straight up) [Verse 3] Vinyl with the OB stribe I know it's right for me to be the best Niggas owe me life Fuck them niggas they can keep living The phoniness is gonna eat them from the inside, no worries I'm just in the back getting fried, man I'm tired f whack shit That's the kind of shit that make me wanna stop rapping [Outro] If you stop rapping then it's gonna be a real fucking crisis You should not do that there brother