All White Everything! lyrics

[Intro]
Uh

[Verse 1]
I'm pretty sure my family wants to disown me
If only they knew my sh*t causes nose bleeds
'Cause lonely kids moshpit at all my shows, see
Supposedly, I am a victim that OD'd
556 and aim it at your chest- grrah!
When it come to this, I think I am the f*cking best, bruh
Only grew the best buds, only f*ck the best sl*ts
Cookie got mad pressure in my vital system (Yeah)
[?] white [?] p*ssed off, then we got an issue
f*ck n*gga is disarmed, let's send 'em to heaven
Never had a reverend, lost my only best friend
AK-47 is the perfect weapon, hey, yeah ([?])
That's my old sweater, you can have that (Yurp)
'Cause when I drop this sh*t, I'll cause a havoc (Skrrt, skrrt)
Hey, took my time with this sh*t, there's some acid (LSD)
Hey, only way to guarantee a classic

[Pre-Chorus]
She wanna f*ck me 'cause my white-gold chain (Ayy, ayy, mwah)
I'ma f*ck her, I'm still stuck in my ways (Ayy, ayy, I am)
And she bad, though, so [?] the cake (Ayy, ayy)
Feel like the man when I bust on her face
[Chorus]
(Like, yeah)
White people hate me, like (Yeah)
White b*tches on me, like (Yeah)
White Forces on me, like (Yeah)
White riches on me, like (Yeah)
White people hate me, like (Yeah)
White b*tches on me, like (Yeah)
White Forces on me, like (Yeah)
White riches on me, like (Yeah)

[Verse 2]
Yeah, yeah
Ass up, face down, that's how I like her (Mwah)
Hey, I'm a rare find, like a liger (Grrr!)
Hey, I don't FaceTime, I just pipe her (La-ga-di-ding)
Hey, f*ck the stop sign, this a viper, ayy (Skrrt, skrrt)
After she done popped her pus*y, then she gon' turn around (Wow)
Need a little freak b*tch that can go like fifty-seven rounds (Brrr)
Mexican, Dominican, I like most of my b*tches brown (Okay)
Help me bust a Ritalin— *sniff* —I ain't coming down ([?])
Hundred-round (Brr), hundred-round drum (Ashka)
Don't you know? Girls wanna have fun (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
I ain't even text her, but she still let me f*ck ([?])
Beat up her guts while I gobble her up
On my mama! (Hahaha)
Prophets will turn into martyrs (Yeah)
Topic, that's me, I'm the drama (Hi!)
Off it, f*ck suburban daughters (Mwah, mwah)
That's why I p*ss off their fathers
[Pre-Chorus]
She wanna f*ck me 'cause my white-gold chain (Ayy, ayy, mwah)
I'ma f*ck her, I'm still stuck in my ways (Ayy, ayy, I am)
And she bad, though, so [?] the cake (Ayy, ayy)
Feel like the man when I bust on her face

[Chorus]
(Like, yeah)
White people hate me, like (Yeah)
White b*tches on me, like (Yeah)
White Forces on me, like (Yeah)
White riches on me, like (Yeah)
White people hate me, like (Yeah)
White b*tches on me, like (Yeah)
White Forces on me, like (Yeah)
White riches on me, like (Yeah)

[Outro]
You ain't up yet
You a stupid ass, you a ho-ass n*gga
You a rugrat
I'ma f*ck up on your b*tch, where your b*tch at?
I'ma f*ck up on your b*tch, where your b*tch at?