Giveaway lyrics

[Intro: HyperNovaPuma]
ESKRY, turn that sh*t up, man
Shut up, b*tch

[Verse 1: Crispy Concords]
Took a pregnancy test on Easter
Thank God she ain't find no eggs
Got no wife, but I still rock beaters
That one went over they head

[Verse 2: Tranium]
Choppa go blow, gimme head now
f*ckin' a b*tch with a slit in her brow
Up in the bank and they checkin' my account
Bow, bow, bow, bow

[Verse 3: HyperNovaPuma]
Big ol' ass, yeah, it's heavy
Shake that sh*t like it's jelly
Hold up, b*tch, you kinda scary
Let's be friends, Matthew Perry

[Verse 4: Im Suda & Tranium]
Maple tree (b*tch)
Honey bee
I'm 'boutta sneeze (Achoo)
On my knees (Brr)
[Verse 5: Crispy Concords]
Took your girl on daylight savings
Call that a setback
Twitter took my verification
I'ma need my check back

[Verse 6: Whos Chaos]
Spill some sh*t on my jeans
I'm gonna need some OxiClean
Bring that b*tch over here
She's gonna make sure that I gleam
Like a giveaway, ain't gonna get away
She suck so hard, I don't know the day
b*tch, you're like the air I breathe
Yo, ho, I'm 'bout to sneeze (Achoo)

[Verse 7: Tranium]
Real quick, gotta change the hook
Steppin' on you with my big foot
You got no gains, you a baby Groot
Shut the f*ck up with your input

[Verse 8: Whos Chaos and Tranium]
On what? That pus*y, like the gardens, that sh*t bushy
I got farmers on my land, givin' a hand to my b*tch
I got apples in my trees, like a booger, they gotta pick (Ew)
Like some trading cards, cruise line, I got that sh*t on deck
Bow, bow, bow
[Verse 9: Crispy Concords]
DJ Khaled, T-Pain, b*tch, we all win
30 rockin', Terrell Davis, let the bald win
Let's make a deal, call me Wayne Brady
Suckin' on tits like a lil' baby
She got a vice on my di*k, Cheney
Kissin' the boys like I'm Tom Brady (What?)
Hiroshima on 'em, they some lil' bombs
Quick to get the order wrong like they PEMDAS
Ain't f*ckin' with pus*y, allergic to kitty
Just moved to Austin, I'm runnin' the city
She told me I'm ugly, they told me I'm pretty
Don't need a girl, I got a committee
I'm throwin' a party, it might be a pity
Suckin' her toes, this little piggy
You keep it a hunnid, I keep it a fifty
f*ckin' my bro, make it a quickie

[Outro: Crispy Concords and HyperNovaPuma]
What the f*ck did I—
This is why I can't freestyle, man
This is why I can't freestyle
ESKRY, turn that sh*t up, man
Shut up, b*tch