Big Brother OCTOBERSFULLMOON (Ft. AngelFromHell)

[Intro: P0LYURETHANE]
Hi, I'm just gonna do two quick verses and dip
Haha, know what I'm saying? (Uh, like, okay)
Swag

[Verse 1: P0LYURETHANE]
Sippin' on some drinks that I really think I shouldn't
Say he wanna beat my ass, we both know he couldn't
Or would it cast the stairs wooden?
Got cash in the bag now they all look at me dead in the face
Think I need some mace
'Cause this musty bitch really tryna get all in my way
But that's a different game, so
I'm just gettin' paid, woah
All my niggas here, so
You ain't gettin' saved, bro
Red beanie on my head and it say "Supreme," um
Jerk with my hand now the cum's on my sleeves, and
Triple-six gang steal your soul like somе thieves, and
We curbstompin' niggas, brеaking glasses on the fuckin' bleach
And stoop a piece, and shout-out to my niece
Who barely grown her teeth
And ripping all the sheets
And I don't know what I'm saying, but I don't give a fuck now
G-19 on my hip, having gunned down
Summer hot, in a hotel with a thot
And I'm tryna take her top off
And then when I'm done
I'ma take her to the block
'Cause she's about to suck my cock
Socks on the floor, blood stains, I need a mop
I got exaturated swagger of a black male teen
All hunnids blue, give me water a stream be
When a guns a moe down the whole team
I can prove I've killed, I do it on stream
Shouting out asher
Shoutout to the bastards
Shoutout to the boys who was touched by a pastor
Shoutout May 'cause I walk right past her
Yeah, she my bestie but I can still smack her
Fuck you and your best-friend, I could smash her
I don't need sex, I mean I really could blast her
And y'all fifteen, I'm callin' it my plaster