Can't Stop

[Intro] -37 -I'm 37!? -I'm going to class -Oh my god... 37! My girlfriend sucked 37 dicks! -In a row? [Verse 1] Trunk full of spooks and I'm hunting with a noose And I'm pulling out these razors, making bitches orange juice Sitting, eating breakfast, playing some Minecraft Then out from the back, I see bitches getting cat scratched Off to class where I bust the fat asses And I'm busting nuts up in bitches backpacks A few heads in my black duffel bag Sit back, and relax, and I listen to Dale laugh (what) I ain't racist, but I'm baked as hell Just got off of 4th street at that scout baking sale Fell to the ground and I rattled my brain And then I looked up at the school thinking 'Life is so plain' [Bridge] You got that wet pack, bitch come and give me that Girl I only want to know, where them titties at I got 'em gassed, they be asking what I'm cooking with Have your little brother ask your mom where the pussy is? [Hook] x2 No dyke bitches messing with me I got the dope in the back, smoking poison ivy Sub in the trunk thumping up against the dead cops It's gonna take an army to make me stop [Verse 2] I used to give a fuck about success Now I just want to see Mila Kunis undress I used to wear Sketchers with no one to impress The best, yes, you know I had to confess Had a crush in the distance, in the relay Faggots in the halls want a mother fucking foot race I can beat Dale when it comes to fucking leg day Sweeping the floors, it's my job I think I'm okay Illuminati got my mind fucked up If I rap about blunts will they fire right up? Cause this shit is fire, you'll have to admit it Visit you at the psych ward you're committed Your hoe's a mother fucking ball juggler She juggles more balls than your grandma does bruh! Sitting on the bus, and bitch you know it's short Twisting up brains, it's my new favorite sport [Hook] x2 No dyke bitches messing with me I got the dope in the back, smoking poison ivy Sub in the trunk thumping up against the dead cops It's gonna take an army to make me stop