No Sog (Remix)

[Verse 1: Childish Gambyna] Bitch you're a cat and I'm the dog I was blasting niggas while you were playing on your leap frog I was slanging rock while you were watching dog with a blog Smoke so much loud I'm the reason for smog Robbin' bitches on Van Ness out trying to jog in the fog Bring your bitch around me I'm gonna control her with this stick, call it analog I ain't really fuckin' with subway, bitch put too much mayonnaise on my bread, sog [Verse 2: WakaCacaGarcia] Bruh you're a bitch, I read that on a snapple cap Yeah you're a bitch, now that's a snapple fact Getting head in class while y'all were learning the Warsaw Pact Call your girl over she sit on my lap She's white and she knows I got her on that caramel frappe My verse so dirty 'bout to give y'all the clap Was working in retail across from the gap Slangin' out the back got Ackbar in the front yelling "It's a trap!" Fuckin with them thick ones the size of Warren or Bob Sapp Don't matter as long as they're thick and black we smashing that Like Lil Dicky cause we saving that money, saving that dough Replacing vodka with water when we serve it to these hoes She falling for me anyways, pulled down my pants then I froze Yo girl blew it like she was about to play some old school super smash bros She was a 6 so I called in my boys and we ran through that hoe Call that shit running through the 6 with my woes Tell her "Hold on I'm coming" like Sam and Dave Killed this shit dig it a grave Need to find my boy Isaac, check the nearest rave [Verse 3: Yung Taxi 2 Jobs] Yo dark ass twinning with some broke Syrian refugees I've heard it all "blue J's and rosaries" Niggas ain't original y'all look like a bunch of ovaries Yo gasses are like my grandmother, old enough to eat for free While y'all working out trying to get Weezy on the track I stay home, chilling, getting head as I lay on my back I'm done now boe I think that's a wrap Just know from this day forward Yung Taxi over here ain't afraid to strike back [Verse 4: BANGS] I got bangs (x3) I'm with them gangs (x3) You a hoe bitch I see you taking them wangs (x3) Run up and beat ya ass once that bell rings Team Edward, if I hear slander I'll run up and bite you with my fucking fangs Half that shit you said was stupid Nigga think he the rapping cupid Don't step to me with your stupid ass Now shut up and go cut my grass [Verse 5: Yung Taxi 2 Jobs] Nigga if you're gonna pull me in then it's gonna get lit Cause I'll drag your ass from Fresno to Connecticut I'm not sugar I can hit So step in the ring if you're about your shit [Outro: Yung Taxi 2 Jobs] P.S I'm hella lit and about to take a shit Talk to you guys in a cool bit