Faceless Lyrics

It's over nigga, gorilla

Gutter gorgeous, make your bitch drop her drawers
Cross the street, even hood niggas lock they doors
Your whole crew is all bitches
And you're a dick like you was born with the name Richard
As a kid I was throwing rocks at bums
And you was just f*cking weird like Megan Fox's thumbs
Still slam 'er, jam 'er, ram 'er
And finger pop your bitch with the other side of a hammer
I'm hotter than running in summer wearing two flannels
And I'm hungry like Somalians watching the food channel
Starving, I'm so dope, nodding me
My shoulder chin checks you little niggas, pardon me nigga
You mad at son squared, like the Garfunkel
Both ya'll niggas is straight box, gorilla rocks
Yeah, what nigga? Gutter, gutter
Gutter, motherf*cker

[Hook - repeat 2x]
I'll break your motherf*cking face bitch
Uppercut you so hard, you'll get a face lift
I'm in the crib f*cking your bitch, she making faces
Face it, I'll rip your face off and you'll be faceless

Niggas ain't f*cking with my new shit
I'll run in the jungle, fight a lion with a tooth pick
In and out, shoot your boy in the couch
Flip her over, take a shit in the roof of her mouth
Till the end, f*ck your girl and her friends
f*ck you up, like putting a bumper sticker on a Benz
Who? Nems, I'm everything that you couldn't be p*ssy, I could smell you insecurities
And in beef, ya'll cowards niggas wouldn't ride
You better look the other way like you Sticky Fingaz eye
It's over when I'm sober, spent too many nights getting high
Hardcore rapper but I'm RnB singafied
Nigga I got socks that'll shit on your leather
Any kicks that I rock is a buck sixty or better
But I can be in flip flops meet your bitch and i'll get her
Then dead her, bitch whatever

[Hook- repeat 2x]

On this mic I'm over qualified
If you dream of f*cking with me you better wake up and apologize
I'm an animal, ya'll creeping like a panther
Black both of your eyes, leave you looking like a panda
I'm serious as cancer, your nickname is prancer
Heard that you be jerking and you ain't even a dancer
I'm a F-50, you a Mitsubishi Lancer
Slaughter I f*cked your wife, now wheres' your daughter
Put it in her motherf*cking slot like a quarter
Seeing me won't happen, like sweating under water
You old ass nigga, still can't get in the game
Like you had felonies at the Canadian border
That's just bad, and your girl p*ssy so big
She used a f*cking futon as a maxi pad
Slap you dead, make you call Roscoe
Claim to be a boss, but you broke like lefty from Donnie Brasco
So...

[Hook - repeat 2x]

Like it's nothing, take dick gunther

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