Bogeyed

[Verse 1] Jump in the booth Too high and read my bars wrong Tryna leave my mark on the planet like I'm Neil Armstrong Groupies in rockets tyrna reach my hardon Looking down the camera like I'm finally a star mum I'm sick of arseholes critiquing how i craft my verses Suck your grandads dick for a bag of werthers You lack in purpose complaining that I'm perverted Im just saying how i stuff and mount the pussy like a taxidermist You crossing jobs with a tippa is bad luck I'll slap the fringe off a hipster and piss on his fans Vans pumps Pussy I'm your new step dad and there's a couple set rules You call me out i call you in and send you to your bedroom Run home before you get a clip round loghole Im Killing these cats like them weird kids in Gummo Make 'em jump like they got a stub toe Blunt smoke but I'm bogeyed like Columbo BUH! [Hook] x2 Lazy Bud bunnin' gobshite If you ain't paying me don't expect me to be on time Wake up after two in the afternoon slob life I be on my sofa chonging till I'm bogeyed [Verse 2] I'm not just another idiot acting like im a thug being labeled Has got me feeling that i should try and give up I fantasize about putting my pad of rhymes in the dustbin Just to fuck up my career that's my appetite for destruction I did too much to add to prior discussion I'm twisted and my idea of paradise is disgusting There's only really a bag of rhymers i fuck with And every time i unzip it to have a cypher they look stiff You lot are burning the candle at both ends You being so arrogant and so whack it makes no sense I'm tryna figure out how you balance your own head With the size that it's growing to without having a broke neck Smoking till I'm brain dead And don't have any common sense I'm on my grizzly i was broke but now I'm on the mend You tag a longs are too slow you couldn't comprehend This is project fuck a poser we don't follow trends [Hook] x2