Cuckfest 3 lyrics

[Verse 1]
You crackas outchea need to stop
You crackas sh*ttin' on litterbox
You rappin' bout me but you square, like some f*ckin' cinder blocks
Everybody tryna be a jock, I scold 'em, tell 'em knock it off
I don't ride no BMX, but I'll make a cracker bunny hop
Real ones where we belong
Why it's us they hating on
They don't wanna see us prosper, bout to see us go beyond
I ain't boutta carry on, but tell them crackers carry on
I'm bout to take flight, I keep it on me like a carry on (Okay, okay)

[Verse 2]
sh*t crazy, I peeped your true colors, you just like the leaves
Ain't no Labrador, jit I'm a mutt, but I will retreive (Grr)
I don't think that I could be your dog, cause I'm a mixed breed (Hey hey)
One thing about the rest of them and us, big difference in between

[Verse 3]
H-how the f*ck you hatin' on a jit, but call it criticism? (How do you do that tho?)
Most of these lil' people rap just to prove they really drillin' (What the f*ck)
I ain't never go to class, I was with the dropouts filming
First I started spitting freestyle, in a whip with Meek and Dylan
They told me I got wordplay, I told 'em I'm just kidding
But sh*t done hit the fan, and I realized I wasn't kidding
They say they from Broward, Cooper City, where the f*ck is that? (Where the f*ck is that?)
These crackas tryna ride my wave, but I don't do no piggybacks
Up at night, I'm making moves and sh*t like an insomniac
I think that they think Lil' BLP a f*ckin' maniac
Oldheads tryna tell me what to do, they ancient artifacts
It's not genuine, it's cool, got sh*t, so I don't interact
[Verse 4]
How you say you real, but lame vibin', I ain't goin' for that
f*ck a party cracka, I be posted waiting in the back
They say "Damn, Lil' Kosher, boy you funny", I feel like Bernie Mac
How the f*ck they said I lost a fight, but jit got flap jacked
Don't think I won't have some jits pull up on you and take yo sack
Y'all been rappin' for some years now, but y'all still suck ass
I feel like Russel from the movie up, but I ain't coming back
Bust ten at night, I had my backpack sittin' in my lap
How the f*ck you sent a pin, but it ain't showin' up on maps?
Snowbunny, she wet me at the crib, doin' jumpin' jacks
Rockin' with lil' shawty, yeah I call her my lil' acrobat
They used to try Lil' BLP, but now they love my soundtrack

[Verse 5]
I don't care 'bout what you have to say, don't need your feedback
People in my way some obstacles, they f*ckin' setbacks (Move around)
Tryna justify how they be acting with they zodiac (Hah)
Paid that boy a visit, yeah I pulled up to his cul-de-sac
Saying he gon' hurt my dawg, now that cracka handicapped
Skateboarding be full of hoe crackas, f*ck a [?]
Me and Meek were sleepin' on pool floaties, we ain't long with air
Better play your cards right, but I ain't talkin' Blackjack
These crackas got me f*cked up, cappin' like a panel hat
Enemies don't peep that I been snappin', they don't f*ck wit' that (Yee)
Poppin' pills, I'm tryna ease the pain, I'm having flashbacks
But I'm grateful, and I want to change, I'm boutta cut back
[Verse 6]
Slangin' sh*t like Avatar
I rock out with no damn guitar
Everybody think I'm weird and sh*t, they sayin' that a jit bizarre
Cracka made a scene and sh*t, he tryna be a movie star
They think that I'm sweet, this Llama eat you like granola bar
Let them talk, don't care what they say, cause I'ma make it far
I ain't wasting time, you crackas getting wasted at the bar
I ain't goin' out like that, cause I don't need to shred the nob
They said what I'm tryna do in life is very, very hard
One in a million, f*ck it, so be it, I'm shooting for the stars
Everybody fake, they wanna know who's cool and who goes hard
I ain't ever cared about being cool but I still go hard
Cuckfest 3, BLP, straight bars

[Outro]
Aye, aye, cracka straight bars (Uh huh)
It's lil' Kosher in this b*tch and I'm spittin' straight bars (I'm snappin)
Arr, f*ck around all you crackas cappin', you crackas flaggin'
Skrrt, alright alright okay