Garbage Pale Kids lyrics

[Intro]
ジンギスカン ジンギスカン
どんどん食べれたジンギスカン
多彩なテクニック等楽しむTennis

[Verse 1: Danny Brown]
n*ggas don't rap no more, they just sell clothes
So I should probably quit and start a line of bathrobes
I'm cold like Missouri
Ask Siri if I'm that n*gga
She'll probably answer back
"Don't ask me stupid sh*t, my n*gga"
I'm a stone cold degenerate, working out wit' no membership
A minute late, you'll wonder where the b*tches went? (Where the b*tches go?)
My manuscript, I can't handle it
Eat ya ass like I'm Canibus
I show up on your screen like tele-evangelist
And I have faith that I can clap those cheeks like—
Getting Brown to your yard
Need me morе than a milkshake
And I say I'm out here
I'm up though
Thеy wanna see me fall off, but they nuts bro
I keep the custos at the front door
Gotta line around the corner for this dope flow
[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 2: JPEGMAFIA]
Uh, yeah
Yeah, some of you n*ggas be talkin' that sh*t
And spent all your life being motherf*cking rats
Gettin' lined up ain't enough
Getting slapped ain't a dub
Getting shot and ain't do nothing back
Shut the f*ck up with them subs
How you posting all day, but claim that you packing a MAC?
These n*ggas ain't in my league and ain't right in the head
We gon' pull your daddy out his casket
(Suck my di*k, b*tch ass n*gga)
I thought we chased yo' punk ass off the scene
Caught that Raekwon, you should stick to the cream
Servin' these n*ggas like I'm Paula Deen
Blood raw, I don't cook what I eat
Hook shot, b*tch I think I'm Kareem
I don't believe what you say on them beats
They gave you hands and cleats
Why you still posting memes?
Why you ain't grab no beam?
This n*gga still on my feed, talkin' what he should've did
Shoulda-coulda-woulda ass n*gga
Why the f*ck you ain't did it?
The way that you talk somebody should be missing
My boy, it ain't real, 'less you can't see that
Uh-uh
You can't be broke and over thirty, getting your ass beat where you sleep at
Come on, bro