Sausage*** lyrics

[Chorus]
I'm feeling it up in the air, my b*tch a witch and she blair
f*ckin' your wife and she bare, you say that I shoot you, ain't there
All of my bullets in opps, you don't know sh*t like my pops
b*tches look hot in their tops, shot 64 like the Top of the Pops
I ain't never had no options, talkin' sh*t and we pop him
Whippin' 'round in Gotham, pull up to the London brothels

[Post-Chorus 1]
She f*cking with me and I can't take no sh*t
Acting up on your b*tch like Brad Pitt
She f*cking with me and I can't take no sh*t
Acting up on your b*tch like Brad Pitt

[Verse 1]
This ain't like my last sh*t
I saw your gun, now, b*tch, pass it
I took a L on my maths test
We was learnin' 'bout the masses
My people gon' shoot and we trappin'
James Charles sees a 9-year old, goes to his house and claps him
I caught b*tches fappin', I been hеre rappin'
Stop saying you kill, b*tch, you cappin'
But if he want the beef, ovеrlap him
Collars on collars, I feel like a dog
Feeling so vicious, b*tch, I am on top
All of my bullets in opps
Brain is so numb like your pops
These b*tches be fire in their tops
Trap 64 like I'm on the Top of the Pops
They know who I be, I'm the cream of the crop
All of my sh*t be on all of your bops
f*ck all of these trends: stop doing the WAP
All of my money be lookin' like guap
Spreadin' this b*tch out like guac'
[Chorus]
I'm feeling it up in the air, my b*tch a witch and she blair
(She wanna take off the crocs)
f*ckin' your wife and she bare, you say that I shoot you, ain't there
(60 years old; throwin' rocks)
All of my bullets in opps, you don't know sh*t like my pops
(c*ck a dude who's rude like a c*ck)
b*tches look hot in their tops, shot 64 like the Top of the Pops
(Time for the second verse, I better stop)
I ain't never had no options, talkin' sh*t and we pop him
(Speed up the sh*t...)
Whippin' 'round in Gotham, pull up to the London brothels
(And the sh*t 'boutta drop)

[Post-Chorus 2]
You wanna f*ck with the cool
My b*tch said I'm rusty like a tool
You wanna f*ck with the cool
My b*tch said I'm rusty like a tool

[Verse 2]
Every motherf*cker is a fool
Time to show 'em all the rules
Slap a motherf*cker 'cause I'm cruel
Measure the di*k wit' a ruler
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