Rap Circus Swag Toof (Ft. DotCULT)

[Verse 1: Ouija]
Thug shawty got drugs on me
Y’all ball like hoes homie
That shit you on so (?)
Y’all built to be nobody
We shit fire
Save the matches
Stacc chips don’t pay taxes
That’s a lie! I do pay taxes but i hate taxes who made taxes
I wanna strange axis
You straight faggots won’t say faggot
Ima do what ever the fucc i feel like okay faggot
This ain’t no malice or mace rapping
Trapped in my atheist way snappin’
That straight madness
Tear down clubs when this thang happens

[Verse 2: Choirboy]
When this thang happen my dame snatchin’ all watches any purse and your chain captain
I’m sick of tired of ain’t having
After this thinking we flame-tastic
My pants sag and my hair long
Uncles (?) on their loans
Must have caught Ouija and rap for him
Might just say a little prayer for him
Never was the one to go preach but a motherfuccer don’t grind then ya don’t eat
While a brother got no time and i can’t sleep cause I’m steady wrapping up these traccs no beats
Go give it up and we take it
Too proud bitch i ain’t begging
These cats keep talking that shit but they ain’t live what they sayin’ uh huh