Multi Cheesin

(Verse 1) Ayo they keep eyes on this J-Street zionist Take me, I will get eighteen nines and clips Maybe I'll regret spraying these minor threats Facing finely prepped crazy violent deaths Probably not though, really might go drastic No Juggalo, ill and psychopathic You know you love it though, skill is likely mastered Never call the 5-0, villains with the badges Hit em with some rad shit, kill em with the madness Sittin in a black six, skrilla in the back, dip Villain and a bad dick, silly like a rabbit And thinking that your track isn't illy--you are average Yeah, I am sick with the multi cheesing Chillin with your mom it is simply a sultry evening Then again I'll extend it to all the weekend With tennis and probably skiing And rimming and chugging semen (Chorus) I got styles styles styles styles F f f f for miles miles miles miles miles L l l l like the like the Nile Nile Nile Leaving wack rappers in denial (Verse 2) Ayo you nah cop clues Fucking ras claat foos, never on top noobs Spoiler alert: I ain't no soft mark who Ain't gonna Robb Stark you and your small dog too Two hand specialty, stididitch your dome piece You, damn, hella weak, diddling a pony Brony, feta cheese innards on the floor, B Phonies better please simper to the O.G Act right, mad nice, shit on nice or wack writes Hobbit shit: that's, like, finna break a fast twice Gats ice hack types, hidden with a mask I Clap twice, stab tykes, hit em with a Maglite Shattered bulb in oculars A rapper that is hot for sure? I'm grabbing your binoculars And travelling to his spot to merk Blasting any officers, attack they helicopters And roll up to your crib so I can shit on your face