Inkblot lyrics

[Intro]
Jeff had tears running down his face
Mhm (Jeff, what the f*ck are you doin'?)
Uh, uh (Yeah)
Uh, b*tch, uh uh uh
First day of first grade, Jeff faced

[Chorus]
Fresh to death, The Walking Dead, b*tch I rot rot
I drink lava to cool me down, b*tch I'm hot hot (Ahahaha)
Smoke the freshest flowers straight from the pot pot
So high, forgot my words, to be continued, dot dot dot (Um)
I think I can't think, forgot my thought thought thoughts
Smoke it by the field, f*ck it, by the parking lot
There's a man up on the moon, but it's not Scott Scott Scott (Scott Scott)
I just go too stupid, show me a inkblot blot

[Verse]
Yeah it's Jeff (Jeff), ain't no need for askin' (No, no)
Take you for a f*ckin' ride, make sure that seat belt fastened
I just rolled some granddaddy, you could call me old-fashioned
Got it from my purple guy, I just call him William Afton (Brr, brr)
I just bought some more BAPE when I shoulda paid my taxes (Whoops)
Drip game elite, I don't do no button mashin' (No, no!)
Watch me drip off, I be top thrill draggin'
I am so super man, goddamn, I'm six flaggin' (Yes)
Pass the mic and the beat (Yes), I bet I'm toe taggin' (Uh, uh)
Scorch them motherf*ckers like the breath of six dragons (Rrrr)
Feelin' like a pro, b*tch I might go all Madden
Fry these n*ggas like a fish fry, they just all salmon
Envy green like an elf, they just silly sammin'
Tell his b*tch to drop it down, like that b*tch is silly slammin'
Smooth as peanut butter, little b*tch, don't I be jammin?
Y'all just do the same sh*t, lil n*gga quit spammin' (Please stop)
I just get it bumpin' like some muhf*ckin' acne
I go Wiley, no coyote, n*gga I don't f*ck with ACME
Tell these n*ggas, "Get a f*ckin' clue" while I run off with Daphne (Of course)
I think these n*ggas lost, help Dora get the map, please
Runnin' circles 'round these n*ggas, thought 'bout tryin' out for track teams
I move in all black, yeah n*gga, look like Batwing
Spent too much money first time I went to Saks fives
Still ain't learned my lesson, I was like, "Take me back please"
[Chorus]
Fresh to death, The Walking Dead, b*tch I rot rot
I drink lava to cool me down, b*tch I'm hot hot
Smoke the freshest flowers straight from the pot pot
So high, forgot my words, to be continued, dot dot dot (Of course)
I think I can't think, forgot my thought thought thoughts
Smoke it by the field, f*ck it, by the parking lot
There's a man up on the moon, but it's not Scott Scott Scott
I just go too stupid, show me a inkblot blot