Kid Vishis Skit For No Reason lyrics

{*farting noise*}

[Kid Vishis]
It's Fry Boys Radio
You're now fryin up in the skillet
Where anybody can motherf*ckin get it
If you cain't take the heat
Get yo' b*tch ass out the kitchen
I'm so sick of this ol' dog butt sh*t
And that means b*tch-ass for you n*ggas that don't get it
We the ones
With all the guns
AR's, rocket launchers
sh*t we done did it all n*gga
Don't f*ck with nuts {*4X*}
{*laughing*}
It don't help that this n*gga Royce right here laughin
{*vocal scratch*} And you ain't never got to guard me
Nah now you gotta do it~!
Ricky baby! You ain't never got to guard me Ricky baby!
Mmmmmmmm-mmm-mmmmmm
Mmmmm-hmmmmmmm
Humm on my nuts
Hmmmmm
When Jes-uhhh-us, the upper room
The upper room
That's right I'mma bring it from the soul n*gga
The upper room
The upper room
At yo' funeral I'mma just bust right up in the motherf*cker
Like the upper room
I'mma bust right in the motherf*cker
Like the upper room
C'mon man I'm out of here dog
Y'all f*cked people
I'm in here trippin
{*door opens*} I'm out of here!