[Intro]
Real trap shit
The following is a DJ Skee presentation
Evil empire
This is trap music, bitch
[Verse 1]
If you grew up with white boys
Who only look at black and Puerto Rican porno
'Cause they want something that their dad don't got
Then you know where you're at
Mortaring your ear holes shut
In a rush with wet coke
In a Starbucks bathroom with the door closed on booze
Some left in residue and confused
Like the first time you used soft water
Down on my luck caught unaware
Like Houdini when the last fist struck
[Chorus]
If I'm sinking in laughing at something sunken in I am
If I'm sinking in laughing at something sunken in I am
If I'm sinking in laughing at something sunken in I am
[Verse 2]
Sucking dick for drink tickets
At the free bar at my cousin's Bat Mitzvah
Cutting the punchline and it ain't no joke
Devoid of all hope circus mirrors and pot smoke
Picking fights on dyke night with shirleys and loccs
And snatching purses
Doing Elton at karaoke and forgettin' all the verses
Blowing kisses to disinterested bitches
Playing lead lay in a bad way on Broadway
Sending sexy SMSs to my ex's new man
'Cause I can
On the road trying to break an old van
Eating pussy for new fans
I am, what the hell
Using Purell 'till my hands bleed and swell
Missing Mel at a Motel 6 I'm unwell
Real trap shit
The following is a DJ Skee presentation
Evil empire
This is trap music, bitch
[Verse 1]
If you grew up with white boys
Who only look at black and Puerto Rican porno
'Cause they want something that their dad don't got
Then you know where you're at
Mortaring your ear holes shut
In a rush with wet coke
In a Starbucks bathroom with the door closed on booze
Some left in residue and confused
Like the first time you used soft water
Down on my luck caught unaware
Like Houdini when the last fist struck
[Chorus]
If I'm sinking in laughing at something sunken in I am
If I'm sinking in laughing at something sunken in I am
If I'm sinking in laughing at something sunken in I am
[Verse 2]
Sucking dick for drink tickets
At the free bar at my cousin's Bat Mitzvah
Cutting the punchline and it ain't no joke
Devoid of all hope circus mirrors and pot smoke
Picking fights on dyke night with shirleys and loccs
And snatching purses
Doing Elton at karaoke and forgettin' all the verses
Blowing kisses to disinterested bitches
Playing lead lay in a bad way on Broadway
Sending sexy SMSs to my ex's new man
'Cause I can
On the road trying to break an old van
Eating pussy for new fans
I am, what the hell
Using Purell 'till my hands bleed and swell
Missing Mel at a Motel 6 I'm unwell
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