STYLIN WILDIN lyrics

Intro:
It's your fellow extraterrestrial
I love your mom
I'm in your walls

Always raining p*ss right where Reagan is
Asking me if I got drugs, don’t you know they made the fifth
Running white like my b*tch Taylor Swift, you stole my vibe, you plagiarist
The best you get for out of state performances cicadas, b*tch



Chorus:

If you got a problem with me, come step up
I don’t give a f*ck, I’ll leave your lungs messed up
I’m stylin, I’m wildin
I’m everything that you fear, b*tch (x2)



Verse:

On the road to say “b*tch” more then Jesse f*cking Pinkman
My girl business-y, met her online, she loves me linked in (Linkedin)
pus*y suck me in like quicksand, I’ll let that sink in
…
Y’all all greenhorned, no Yotsuba
I pack a punch like Akuma
YouTuber merch, I cop it
Ain’t no stopping how she rock with us
She bop her head onto the beat
Like how she bobbing onto me
Your job blows? How so?
Mine is f*cking great, you see
I make pizza, I make music
I’m making history, get used too it
I am the first one to sing, I invented that
It’s clear to me the queers are here to be the best of that
Get invested in the message of others, cause I don’t got that sh*t
My fantasies for broker folks, for them to live through it
Y’all snippy bout my snippets, so I’m sniping all the snakes
Your man’s tongue swirl more than a milkshake, b*tch


Chorus:

If you got a problem with me, come step up
I don’t give a f*ck, I’ll leave your lungs messed up
I’m stylin, I’m wildin
I’m everything that you fear, b*tch (x2)