Schizophrenia lyrics

by

Brown-Eyes White Boy


[Chorus: Fresh Zaza]
Calling up a b*tch, yeah I'm calling her on zoom (Bruh)
When I pull up on your b*tch it sounds like vroom vroom (Ay)
Balls are a bomb, cause they go boom (What, ow)
Must have schizophrenia, I'm the realest in the room
Calling up a b*tch, yeah I'm calling her on zoom (Bruh)
When I pull up on your b*tch it sounds like vroom vroom (Ay)
Balls are a bomb, cause they go boom (What, bruh)
Must have schizophrenia, I'm the realest in the room (Ay, ay!)

[Verse 1: Fresh Zaza]
Why are socks so pricey, b*tch I'm tryna feed myself bro
All the b*tches calling me, kinda broke my cell phone
My c*msock turning red, yeah it kinda look like Elmo
I'm kinda out of lines so I'ma just say cell phone
Making all this bread, I could add peanut butter
Got her taking nudes, the camera gonna shutter
When I get home from school, I dial up your mother
I sh*t out my ass and watch an ad to do another
Pull up in a school bus, yeah that's basically a 'rari
My di*k is fully plastic so I named it Cardi
I sh*tted and farted at once, so now I'm sharting
And every September 11th, I throw a party

[Chorus: Fresh Zaza]
Calling a b*tch, yeah I'm calling her on zoom (Ay, yeah, bruh)
When I pull up on your b*tch it sounds like vroom vroom (What, ay, ay)
Balls are a bomb, cause they go boom (What, ow)
Must have schizophrenia, I'm the realest in the room (Yeah, ay, ay, ay)
[Verse 2: Lil Sewer Rat]
Grandpa on my di*k and he be throwing it back
All these b*tches call me gay cause I be chasing the sack
Super soaker on my hip I better not catch you lackin
And yo granny heard my sh*t it gave her a heart attack
Ay, snorting up Benadryl
pus*y bald like Doctor Phil
Stick my di*k in an ant hill
Air it out like a windmill
Got my drip from the goodwill
My sh*t heat no fire drill
Bars be overflowing think my sh*t be going overkill
Let me go beat on my meat b*tch
b*tch like a Slim Jim she lick on my meat stick
Crusty ass toes but I still ask for feet pics
Don't got a bright future ahead I can’t see sh*t, damn
Paying my 5 year old hooker in candy
Beat on my di*k got ya boy feeling dandy
Bars going hard b*tch come give me a grammy
Hitting it raw I don't got condoms handy
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