Mr. Bitch Pizza Lyrics

When it all fall down I hope I get a piece of the slop out of the trough

If you Googled how to write the song you didn't really write the song

Pull it out your heart don't be copying

I might bite flows I'm a petty thief

Yah man's gotta eat!

Mr. Bitch Pizza

Hmm I got a lot of cheese

Less sauce more grease to put your mind at ease

Coppin bud across the street

Beautiful dark twisted Fantasy

I have been force it out of me

I done burn through a lot of trees

Bolsanaro Imma turn the cheek

Folsom prison imma sing the blues

Weird to think I only dream in blues

Truth be told I barely dream at all

Truth be told I don't fear the fall but I'm loaded up like I'm bout to go

I ain't figure out much out yet listening to my gut man

I don't fuck with these rich folk

Perforations all over

All my hope has been buried

Are you scared cause I'm very

Shorty think I'm funny Jim Carey

If she bust twice gotta pay me

And I been ashing on the floor just in the car but not the home

I said please turn up my stove but yall don't know how that one goes.