Gayboys lyrics

[Intro: Lilc*ckpump]
Gay boys, table of two (Maxo)
One uh, Mr. Yellow and one Mr. Barnacle
Please come up, you're table's ready
Ayy, ayy, ayy

[Verse 1: Lilc*ckpump]
Countin' bands, thumbin' through these racks, smokin' on the sack
Just relax, all these shots I took makin' me collapse
It's a wrap makin' all these raps, my pockets on fat (Maxo)
Goddamn, I be eatin' good, these other people lack
It's a fact, f*ckin' up these beats and I ain't even tryin'
All this alcohol up in my system made my liver fryin', probably dyin'
I've been f*ckin' up, luckin' up, all this liquor in my cup
Now I'm makin' hits on top of hits, my money's stackin' up
I guess that's what's up
b*tches on my di*k now, cannot get enough
It's pretty rough, man
I don't know how to live, it's a wrap
My pockets on fat, it's a fact
My pockets on dump, I'm a bum

[Verse 2: London Yellow]
Dollar bills wrapped right around my p*nis
The only tip you get is the one of my shaft
London Yellow have all the girls screamin'
I put in one inch then I put in the other half
Everyone on Earth is my other half, f*ck math
Still can't count my guap form my followers
Almost had a sister who looked like me, but my dad f*ckin' swallowed her
I don't really wanna be a baller
People act weird when your bills stand taller
Sift through all their bullsh*t for a little bit of cool interactions
Most of it feel like a big f*ckin' transaction
What do you want? Cash? Clout? c*m?
Ninja twerk, to shake his little funny bum-bum?
I'm a retard, but that sh*t's dumb
Shoutout to my really real ones
They don't really want none, just to geek it in the sun
Summertime's coming, let's kill all of our enemies and have a whole bunch of fun
Not metaphorically, I'll buy the guns
Shootin' at f*ckers, like run Forrest, run Forrest, run!
Anyways, I gotta go, I think my chicken nuggets are done (Mm)
[Verse 3: Lil Barnacle]
Table for two, eating beef stew
Waiter lookin' cute, so I f*cked him where he poo
I'm not really gay, I just sometimes f*ck men
If I'm feeling really horny, I'll f*ck a chicken or a hen
Mark Zuckerberg, please give me my account back
Or else I'll pull out my 12 gauge and make your brains go splat
That was just a joke, don't get the cops on my ass
I'm not actually gonna kill you, but you're still a f*cking fag
Me and c*ck and London, our balls smell like onions
Stick them in your little sisters mouth like some Funyuns
Yeah, it was real fun, our di*ks got bunions
Just got some bomb ass pus*y from a Muslim

[Outro: Lil Barnacle]
I'm f*cking gay