Lyrics:
seriously poked in
Your crack by ministers
Eww, these days rappers on my TV
Are braggers about their swagger rocking
Karats off of Ebay
But I ain't tripping,
Now the night before Christmas, I was sitting in my house
And there wasn't nothing moving around, not even a mouse.
The socks were hung by
It's painted red, the stripe was white
It was eighteen feet from the bow to the stern light
Second hand from a dealer in Atlanta
I rode up with Daddy
Shawty, yeah, you did me bad
Huh, but you do good for him
Throw my heart up in the trash
Huh, but still, you stood for him
Turned too fast, can't wait
Yeah, I'm in a '22 Benz but it's by Maybach
And she only got twenty-two friends, man, this bitch so active
Ayy, soon as I get in them DM's, she gon'
she's got no soul
But it really doesn't bother her
White trash queen, American dream
Oh what a role model
Throwin' a fit, makin' a scene
Like no
Niggas ain't like me, dope boy, white T, fitted hat
I was shootin' craps and playin' spades when you played pitty pat
I was taught a nigga put his hands
As cars go by I cast my mind's eye
Over back packs on roof racks
Beyond the horizon
Where dream makers
Working white plastic processors
Invite
Heavyweight rhyme writers, hitting the grass that's the ripest
Pull out this kite from this white bitch
Talking 'bout, "dear Ghost, you the only nigga I know
Heavyweight rhyme writers, hitting the grass that's the ripest
Pull out this kite from this white bitch
Talking 'bout, "dear Ghost, you the only nigga I know
What time is it?
Hangin' by the backstage door, decked out like a queen
Your body's sayin' 21, but your face says 17
My intuition tells me, that
to grab at my pants
Hoping that I'm gonna go back and tax that
I aint endin' up in no place with no bad rash.
How come I get laughed at by media trash
Can't fight the tide when you're tied up in bullshit
Little white lines can never be too big
Shoot up a whole 8 ball like a pool stick, defines what is
the optics
And you can't stop it
You're so loud when you're by yourself
The white noise makes you overwhelmed
You're living in the spotlight effect
Traffic
lost my mind, and you lost your friend so it's time to take me home
We got an hour drive, the time passing by and there's white stuff on your nose
Make
the automatic
I'm a savage, all you do is rap about mud and tractors
It's more than that, White Trash we deserve better
Redneck, Hillbillies, I'ma put this
that they ever showed
On Nick at night
And denace -N- spencer would be like one less
Than a few older women, when I get them two
Men to pause and by
Caeser Pink, Caeser Pink, Caeser Pink...
Come-on, come-on, come-on, come-on people
Come-on, come-on, come-on
Well, I come up from a white-trash
built for two—that’s the root of being acknowledged'
Hell, that’s cold. Starlets victimized by telescopes
Wait ‘til whites of their lies show
it out in the barn
Me and Bubba painted it camouflage and we are soon about to embark
As an interstellar, white trash, Lewis and Clark
We wil call
lifespan
Not chiraq Ya white trash In a white hatch
No maybach So why act
Like traps Where ya reside at
Not quite that High rank
Tight mad Type cashed
For
wanna have kids
But if I do that I'll have too many kids (uh)
Bro did a drive by last week (uh)
Yea we saw a opp put him on a white t
Bitch I got a Glock
wanna put on gloves, so niggas gone go get poles naturally
Got a white bitch named Ashley, if he want smoke leaving ash atleast
Bitch i'm a animal, boy
damn tea
Watch me choke this mothafucka till he can't fucking breathe
White bitch at da party poppin X an E's
Hella Molly in her mouth gets her on her
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