London Yellow, K1LLWH1TEY - That's the Tea Sis lyrics

And fuck all the niggas
Who think they're fans
Fuck everyone who think they're
A top notch gold number critic
Suck my nuts specifically uhh
Fuck WorldStar, they fell off
And fuck you too

The next chocolate dyke try to tell
Me what I should do
I'ma show up to your house
Whip you like jiggaboos sTFU
I'm not takin' advice from some people
Who cannot cook their own food
(Shut the fuck up)
Suck a nigga dick real quick
Suck my balls real quick (yeah)
Everything I ever made, took
That shit serious, period
Everything you made, even if you try
I ain't hearin' it
The shit's not catchin' on
I'm a fuckin' mastermind
Why you think I'm on?
Tricked the mindless boomers
Sucked them dry like a tampon
Y'all be playing mad on, can't direct me
Pointin' in the wrong direction
What you idiots on? (Idiot)
Stupid-ass bitch
I was never that predictable
Doesn't bother me what you say
It's just the principle
I gotta set the records straight
Set a new pinnacle
(Ah) You have life, according to the program
Bro ham
Sittin' on a couch like, lyin' or workin'
You look more confused than a middle
Aged man watchin' loli porn, jerkin'
I made a little fortune from twerkin'
Makin' fun of crappers
Went to California, got a little bit blacker
Bitch, I'm a nigga
Did it all without promising a titty picture
I guess I'm a winner it's the weird small
Peanut butter cooned out jiggaboo
Short sorts go supply hoodie in a foul mood
Shouting lewd language to the prude
Dudes and lady figures
Pull up to the triple K
Meeting with some racist niggers
Think you get the picture
I don't give a fuck
I'm a edge lord dookie brain
Take every single thing I say in vain
Then gargle my seed till I go
Away if this shit cliche

(Yuh) Motherfuckers always wanna yack
Yack that bullshit
I don't wanna be a stereotype
And load a full clip
People call me homophobic when I take it
Suck dick
Shut the fuck up, bitch, one day gain enough
Bitch makin' movies of snuff, hoe (yeah)
Power up in the kisser
Hit you right up in your suckhole
Afterwards, probably should say
Sorry and cuddle
(Yuh) Hol' up, ay (Yuh) hol' up
Ay (Yuh) hol' up (Yuh) you wanna tuck you up
Inside of the Tempur-Pedic
Wait, so you pass out, so I can proceed
Bitch hold the pillow over your head
Just to contain the bleeding
Then I jab and stab until I know
For a fact that you're not breathing
The feeling of empathy is ever so fleeting
I'm the son of the devil
I don't have no feelings, ay
6 6
96 was the day that I was born
Devil on these shoulders
So with decisions I am never torn
Homicidal movements
Just like I am Jason Bourne
I couldn't give a fuck to waste
Time if you sackin' the scores

Bitch whitey (Ha)
Fuck out this bitch suck my nuts
Faggot (Ahahaha) ay