Ashnikko - Nonsense lyrics

Rollin' with the punches
Breck snack and lunches
In your hand, I got the flavor Cap'n Crunches
Clingin' to the wall like poison
Ivy and it’s itching gulp that H20
Make it rain and you’re bitchin'
Minajissistic attitude
Smirkin' at your interlude
Laughing at your lyrics
Now you know why they call me rude
Prayin', hopin', if it's ganja, you tokin'
Late on the payments and I'm chain smokin'
Let's jump this beat like a
Geek in an alleyway pin him to the wall
Take his munch money anyway
Decipherin' my meaning
A cryptic coded tongue twister
My evil twin's back to attack
I know you missed her deck me out in gown
Like that bitch Cinderella watch your back
In a snap I'll be there to steal your fella

Jumanji ganji, fuck it 'cause you raunchy
Knock a bitch out
Corn fingers but it's not me

And a bitch flauntin'
Claimin' she a freak though
Butcher ears of virgins to
The sound of Ashnikko
Lickin' his licks to the rhythm
I can tell he's randy whisper in my ear with
Pleadin' puppy-eyes can be
And I'm laughing at you hoes
With my girl Sandy
Nod your head to this track
And lick it like candy
Hashtag yolo, little bitch, grow up
Daily grind, hustle
You know she tryna get some
Me and my babydolls dancin' like it's '99
Greeted just to roast you
Film it like it's prime time
Some call me the playground bully
'cause I make ya cry
But look a little closer
You'll see right through a naked lie
And we go back to the party
She cheated on her man
Now she's screaming that she's sorry

Jumanji ganji, fuck it 'cause you raunchy
Knock a bitch out
Corn fingers but it's not me

And you gossip, this is nonsense
What this girl been sippin' on?
The soundtrack of my life, ho
Continuously switchin' songs
The haters tryna slay me 'cause
I'm partial to the crazy
And at the end of the day you're
The one who's tryna pay me
Down like a showdown
Country girl's a hoe down
Ignorant is bliss but I'm glad
That you know now
My momma taught me good but
My girls taught me better
Shake it to the rhythm, no matter the weather
My boy by my side, little ho's tryna get him
But he's wrapped around my finger
Does it hurt when it sets in?
My eyes on the prize
Not obsessed with this material
As you lounge in your pajamas
And pop on that ethereal
Wheezin', outta breath as you try
To match my level
Grumpy little Bumpkin and your
Hair is all dishevelled

Jumanji ganji, fuck it 'cause you raunchy
Knock a bitch out
Corn fingers but it's not me