Slap Your Mom ft. Bizarre Lyrics

Here we go

This be the type of song to

Make you wanna slap your mom

Nay Sayers snacking on

Insane tag along

This be the type of jam

Say fuck it slap a man

Leave your brain crackling

Like snorting up an avalanche

This be the type of song to

Make you wanna slap your mom

Nay Sayers snacking on

Insane tag along

This be the type of jam

Say fuck it slap a man

Leave your brain crackling

Like snorting up an avalanche

Loco I'm sick of rap old folks

I lift my sack in photos

My dick a pack of Rolos

Go tit for tat with homos

But can't cap they

Dress better than me

Their jeans are tighter

Is that a lighter or

You just happy to see Me

Loco I'm an open book

I don't condone

Or over cook

The words That's coming

Out my mouth

I slur my words and curse around

The neighborhoods

And public space

Enabling my ugly face

To say what I wanna fucking say

So say your grace

And clean your plate

Eat me

Your likes and views complete me

Without em I'm a plain cracker

In fact the type thats cheezy

I dot my T's and cross my I's

Told constantly I crossed the line

They copy me and often times

It's like Dollar Tree

Just bought my rhymes

Or Maybe I'm just rambling

Bizarre roll up the cannon

And smoke to this to broke to piss

In a pot whip out your hands then

I'll shit and piss

On every fucking rapper

Never ever have I

Been the one they ever

Caught lacking

LoCo make em say ahhhh

This be the type of song to

Make you wanna slap your mom

Nay Sayers snacking on

Insane tag along

This be the type of jam

Say fuck it slap a man

Leave your brain crackling

Like snorting up an avalanche

This be the type of song to

Make you wanna slap your mom

Nay Sayers snacking on

Insane tag along

This be the type of jam

Say fuck it slap a man

Leave your brain crackling

Like snorting up an avalanche

I get drunk off of half a beer

Go to the studio

Smack the engineer

I sniff molly and sell crack

I'm at Michigan state

Trying to join the frat

Chinese black bitches

I'm a gigolo

This weed fire

Call it Bam Bam Bigelow

Detroit I got the local jolt

I make you sing

Like a vocal coach

I up slugs

I up drugs

I'm in your ass

Like a butt plug

And I'm higher than Wiz Khalifa

I set it off like Latifah

I got the best reefer

Your girl she a keeper bitch

Hahaha

A yo suck my dick

You nasty ass hoe

This be the type of song to

Make you wanna slap your mom

Nay Sayers snacking on

Insane tag along

This be the type of jam

Say fuck it slap a man

Leave your brain crackling

Like snorting up an avalanche This be the type of song to

Make you wanna slap your mom

Nay Sayers snacking on

Insane tag along

This be the type of jam

Say fuck it slap a man

Leave your brain crackling

Like snorting up an avalanche