Erackulation Lyrics

Me and my lil homie gang pull up on yo fuckin block

This shit boutta bust no dreamybull this is a fuckin glock

Got bars from mars this shit is gettin real extraterrestrial

Dont shoot him with the gun we gon smack him in his testicles

Theres so much fuckin piss up in this bitch call it a lemon party

Please dont call me diaper boy i don't take shit playboy sharti

Im jerkin off this beat, but this ain't no fuckin masturbation

All this money make me bust call that shit erackulation

Geekin up like im a nerd

Flyin high like ima bird

Takin shits im makin turds

Yea im him that's what u heard

Kick flip that dick up like im tony there aint no discussion

Me and brodie pull up u already know we get to bustin

Yeah they call me poopfeast420

Bitch im gettin money it aint funny

Murderin these tracks all day im gson bundy

Always steady jackin so they call me mr.edge a lot

Heating up the planet global warming this shit getting hot

They say my balls are so delicious yea they taste like tator tots

Aint no way u pulled up to the function with no dippin dots

Ass too fat yea i think my cheeks be causin girthquakes

Booty eatin master yea im always eatin chocolate cake

Shot that boy in both his balls he may never cum again

Pockets fat bands holdin me down i might need a cane

Impale u with a dildo call that shit a colonoscopy

Oh shit i think i gotta go I got yo daddy callin me

Kidding bitch i never left

Bars demonic im possesed

Listen up and be impressed

Score the tally no midwxst

This shit getting real steamy shit this just might be a scorcher

Make yo nuts look like a smurf aint no cock and ball torture

High off that gmail aint no bereal but we makin captions

All this fuckin water on me but i aint no percy jackson

Got these grippy socks on me cause bitch we steady makin traction

Predatory rappin aint no cappin my big homie packin

I blow up like claymore we keep them blickys clay store

Bitch i aint never keep score

No i aint knockin

When i pull up to his motherfuckin house we knockin down his front door