​miind - hellen kellers rejected manuscript lyrics

Huh, yeah, hol on, huh hol on, huh, whore!
Man which one of you fuck
Niggas is trying me man? Lemme show em, ugh

Which one of y'all niggas
Talking that bullshit?
I rush in that bitch like I'm Vladimir Putin
And I'm making that bread so
Get back the gluten
That boy is a loser, matter fact Goofy Goober
I do not deal with a diss
So if you tryna say my name
I turn to Hellen Keller
I'm blind and deaf to your shit
Rolling down the window, catch the breeze
You blow in the wind (ha, get it?)
Sour choppa, life really giving lemons
I'm taking that boy ligaments in a minute
The choppa gotta Kienzan in it
It really be pushing a nigga shit back
Til he balding like Krillin
Cook em like a gizzard
Got Off White, cotton pickеr
Make em swallow bullets holy digеstive system
Do not tell me you niggas
Ain't on the same thing
Multiple dicks in your bitch, like a gangbang
Like computer
Take that boy off his mainframe how I'm bi
And leave your bitch house
With a straight face?
That bitch wasn't pleasing me
Got bad manners the green in my pockets
Grow like Bruce Banner designer earmuffs
Don't want to hear ya banter
Pull up in the woods
And leave a happy camper
I'm rapping alone but I ride
With my crew tho choppa got bad luck
We don't talk about Bruno
That nigga Goofy, but he dogging like Pluto
Leave that nigga with bones
I should work at a Petco
I might pull up in a Jag, cus I feel like it
All of y'all pussy niggas is trash
I'm a litterer
And a nigga got the chips on me
Like that salt and the vinegar
Why you tryna get in my business
You are not a contributor
I am not one of these ignoramuses
I leave that boy quiet like a damn librarian
You and your homie a
Bitch see the similarities
And I leave that boy gone
Like they ask where Perry is
Raising numbers like I'm mathematical bitch
I might damaged his nerve
I'm collateral bitch
I don't fuck with you
We not compatible bitch
And my stick do a trick
Like it's magical bitch
I might fuck a bad bitch out in Malibu
Never been in the league, but I play tactical
Operation Glock, picking were to blast at you
Green Goblin, honey I been on sabbatical
Smack that boy like a mom
With some curse words
And that bitch want lobster like
The hands on Zoidberg
Bitch tryna say my dick
Mine Finding Nemo bird
Bitch I was built for this
Shit like construtive work

Damn, damn, damn stop playing with me bro
I'm too good for this shit
Fuck is you talking bout? It's whatever