HUFFIN DIAPERS TRIPLE777 (Ft. Afourteen)

[Verse 1: Triple777]
Bitch, I'm running rampant through your city like a virus
Filled out with Fetty Wap who touch me, bitch I got no bias
On 9/11 you the pilot, box cutter your eyelid
I'm not a terrorist but a tyrant T7 a pirate
Now it's mutiny, motherfuckers pussy
Hide the jury, that's my booty
Arr' matey now give up all the booty that's so fruity
I take it back I just want all the jewelry
Do it cooly
I just 360 no-scope you, Call of Duty
Now it's 1-2-3, now my feet in your teeth, uh
4-5-7 we skipped 6 because of me
I got a PHD for being stupid on the beat
You a little retarded girl, that we feedin' LSD
Like nightmare, nightmare, nightmare, nightmare
Cyanide, now apple cider
Shell empires a gas station, bitch, I be goin' flick a lighter
Through the pain, get me higher, I don't know; I'm huffin' diapers
Chewin' on some cotton candy, I found inside the walls as fiber

[Bridge: Triple777]
I'm feelin' tight, yeah yeah
I feel alright, yeah yeah
I'm feelin' tight, yeah yeah
I feel alright, yeah yeah
I'm feelin' tight, yeah yeah
I feel alright, yeah yeah
I'm feelin' tight, yeah yeah
I feel alright, yeah