Panty Raid lyrics

Uh Lynch Mob Orange Gang
Six Six Six im gonna kill you
Chauncey
Yuh yuh yuh yuh
Help me

I need a fat b*tch on my di*k like its sandy hook
I bust big nuts the type to get sandy shook
b*tch isn’t f*cking then she get her panties took
Smartest n*gga on earth I don’t f*ck with any books
Wonder how much of my life that the Henny took
Wifey got lock jaw from sucking my heavy wood
I Get big brain like im brad what
Saint Mary gone bust in your dad what
p*ss on your grave then I FortNite dance
Im f*cking your b*tch with my di*k in my pants
Hot box the jet im still high when I land
Ran off on the plug and then he buy it back
If f*ck his b*tch he still think im the man
If I date a chick I break up in advance
Woah flow off the scoville Im that hot
Gas on Chernobyl im bouta blast off
They want some smoke I got more poles than matchbox
Might pop a xan take my pants off
I put the straight wok in my Fanta
I get the bag like im Santa
Flex on your granny in ‘jamas
Orange gang pull up in a phantom
Do lots of lines like a stanza
I keep a pump got no asthma
f*ck this sh*t a panty raid
Tell me b*tch how does your daddy taste
Im droppin’ acid to acid brain
You could get faded like any day
I get to clappin’ no patty cake aye
Im at the moms against bullying convention
Im sticking my di*k in each b*tch in attendance
I bust and go bully their kids with vengeance
Im Not talking school when they ass get suspended
Fat ass backwoods look like a tamale
My gas f*cking stinky im smoking Somali
You smoking on mids and your blunt looking scrawny
She know me as Chauncey the one man bukakke
My di*k game bomb and that b*tch Nagasaki
Drop di*k in that b*tch and she think she on molly
My diamonds so wet im a walking tsunami
Keep a blunt in rotation that sh*t Izanami
I keep a big stick like my ass playing hockey
You thinking its sweet we got beef teriyaki
No trust fall I just caught a body
One text and her panties get soggy
The b*tch started talking and lost me
I love that white sh*t like nazis
Run up get socked like you dobby
Finger that b*tch with wasabi
She on her knees cause im godly
I hit your b*tch with a floppy
What the f*ck do you want im trying to record

What did you just say to me

Okay im sorry i'll stop

Ow ow stop f*ck ow stop MOM

Ive had enough of your devil rap music