[Chorus: Zapthetrappa]
Glyn-Zapthetrappa, Ooh, (Okay)
n*ggas talk sh*t they lack, (Aye)
These n*ggas can't spit, they is so wack, (Aye, Mmm)
These n*ggas they toxic, Cause they just wanna talk sh*t, (Aye, Aye)
These n*ggas can't keep up, (Aye) These n*ggas smoke Ref*ck
These n*ggas they smoking
These n*ggas they joking
These n*ggas they poking
Don't know what they saying
These n*ggas that don't know what they on
These n*ggas can't make a song
Without a chorus these n*ggas is wack
These n*ggas ain't tough, These n*ggas they lack
Can't f*ck a b*tch, they got no back
Make a b*tch out, break on her back
[Interlude]
OHHHH! (Aye, Ha ha,) ALRIGHT! (Damn) Oh sh*t, (Damn)
(Alright Imma try and follow up on that sh*t) That sh*t was fire bruh
(Alright) Aye you got some Brady?
Yeah, hold up, (Alright, Alright, I gotta think)
(Yeah) This bih go hard as f*ck, (Alright, Alright, Alright)
[Bridge: Brady]
If you don't like me, I don't like you neither
I'm killing yo b*tch, cause my di*k is a cleaver
I pull so many hoes I--
[Interlude]
OHH sh*t, (Okay, okay) Oh f*ck, (Wait, wait) His di*k is a cleaver, (OHH) His di*k is a cleaver, (OHH) OH sh*t (OHH)
Hold up, okay
[Verse 1: Brady]
I'm killing these hoes cause you can call me reaper
I pick up the phone and said I didn't even eat her out
f*ck yo b*tch, I got clout, Aye
Look like a peach gotta snout, Aye
Yum, She so harsh kick me out, Aye
f*ck on your b*tch yeah now, Aye
f*ck on your b*tch got clout, Aye
f*ck on that b*tch go down, Aye
Lick on her clit, Go up like a b*tch
But I never do sh*t like a cow
So funny, yes you can call me a motherf*cking clown, Aye
(Oh my god)
Pennywise in this motherf*cking town, Aye, Aye (Ahhhhh)
Austin, Massachusetts
Everybody wanna tell me what I can't do this
But I go do this, and I got the flu b*tch
Aye, f*ck
[Interlude:]
(Huuuhhh) Oh my God, bro, (Ahhhh)
Oh my God (Alright, Alright)
We done made a song
[Chorus: Zapthetrappa]
Glyn-Zapthetrappa, Ooh, (Okay)
n*ggas talk sh*t they lack, (Aye)
These n*ggas can't spit, they is so wack, (Aye, Mmm)
These n*ggas they toxic, Cause they just wanna talk sh*t, (Aye, Aye)
These n*ggas can't keep up, (Aye) These n*ggas smoke Ref*ck
These n*ggas they smoking
These n*ggas they joking
These n*ggas they poking
Don't know what they saying
These n*ggas that don't know what they on
These n*ggas can't make a song
Without a chorus these n*ggas is wack
These n*ggas ain't tough, These n*ggas they lack
Can't f*ck a b*tch, they got no back
Make a b*tch out, break on her back
[Verse 2: GlynZell]
If you wanna smart answer, don't ask stupid questions, Aye
Stupid question, if you got two kids and you living with yo parents
I ain't messing round with that
Kick back, Sit back
Lemme tell you something, Lemme tell you something
You don't know nobody can tell me something
Or send me something, Aye
If you wanna talk, I
Pull up in the frontside
And you know it's on my momma, (Aye, Aye, Aye, Yuh)
I don't wanna hear about your problems I ain't hearing it
Don't grab my hand or else Imma get a tourniquet
Once yo baby daddy find out that you a hoe he gon' be furious
Yeah, Yeah, Run it just count like, (Aye, Aye)
Once yo baby daddy find out that
You did, (Aye, Aye)
GlynZell up and hid, Aye
[Chorus: Zapthetrappa & GlynZell]
Glyn-Zapthetrappa, Ooh, (Okay)
n*ggas talk sh*t they lack, (Aye)
These n*ggas can't spit, they is so wack, (Aye, Mmm)
These n*ggas they toxic, (Toxic) Cause they just wanna talk sh*t, (Talk sh*t) (Aye, Aye)
These n*ggas can't keep up, (Aye) These n*ggas smoke Ref*ck
These n*ggas they smoking
These n*ggas they joking
These n*ggas they poking
Don't know what they saying
These n*ggas that don't know what they on
These n*ggas can't make a song
Without a chorus these n*ggas is wack
These n*ggas ain't tough, These n*ggas they lack
Can't f*ck a b*tch, they got no back
Make a b*tch out, break on her back
[Outro]
FATALITY!