Gamer fuel lyrics

Back, again
Ready to drop some fine rhymes
Gotta cool my pit stains with some motherf*cking limes
Stink so much 'cause I have sex all the time
Smell like a straight up rat
Mama wants to kill me with a baseball bat
Can't let her know where I've been at
'Cause I've been living in the trash
Ain't afraid of giving a haters' neck a slash
Might just chuck a kiddy pool
Make a splash

Pray the c*mmie wummies taste like gamer fuel
Death, money
That's the MO, forget about the hunnies
Strictly about them toes
I like those piggies thick
Gimme that foot stink
Dance Dance Revolution on my dink
Daddy's home just in time to sniff some motherf*ckin' dykes
Imagine my head between those toes like a vice
f*ckin' nice

Pray the c*mmie wummies taste like gamer fuel, gamer fuel
Pray the c*mmie wummies taste like gamer fuel, gamer fuel
Pray the c*mmie wummies taste like gamer fuel, gamer fuel
Pray the c*mmie wummies taste like gamer fuel, gamer fuel
I get sad all the time
Thinking about how much I f*cking miss you
I'd swallow all the p*ss in the world just to kiss you
Make me the universal toilet
Bring those boys in
sh*t, I'd even swallow poison
If it tasted like you
I stole that one
From some teens Tumblr blog
f*ck you, b*tch
It's the Dark Souls of love and I keep dying because it's hard
Fill my estus flask with taurine 'cause I'm a motherf*cking monster

Pray the c*mmie wummies taste like gamer fuel, gamer fuel
Pray the c*mmie wummies taste like gamer fuel, gamer fuel
Pray the c*mmie wummies taste like gamer fuel, gamer fuel
Pray the c*mmie wummies taste like gamer fuel, gamer fuel

Playing on the X-Box
While my mommy gets me McDonalds
b*tches sucking on my di*k so much, I'm going hollow

Pray the c*mmie wummies taste like gamer fuel
Death, money
Pray the c*mmie wummies taste like gamer fuel
Death, money
Pray the c*mmie wummies taste like gamer fuel
Death, money
Pray the c*mmie wummies taste like gamer fuel
I am funny