Retro Shit (feat. Kendra Mars)

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Rumple O'malley

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Okay, line em up
Fine as f*ck,
I puff from my iron lung
That bias bud
Stuck when I'm climbing up
A dime a dub
Love from that flyin' Mayan
I ticked her off and my time is up
Hands on that bottom like 6 30
Clocking the block on her
Thick and' her hips workin
Welcome to Slytherin
My dick like a thick serpent
Salvage a title
Just to ask if the bitch worth it?
Drop the beat off on the block
Harmonize, I'm pitch-perfect
My motto I follow
Like a wire
I twist circuits
F*ck sippin' and swerving
Cause I'm not a shit person
Flow tighter than ever
Sewed up by six surgeons
Try to narrow me down
My bed is a big surface
Drawers carnival
And them drawers a six circus
Don't you get the vision
Cause that D make a clit nervous
Quality smooth
But this ain't a quick service
Clean from the cut
JR on cigar belly
Six teens got em behind bars
Like R. Kelly
Or Charlie Sheen
In that scene
With his dick and his balls heavy
Particular with my dreams
Rise high
To fall steady
Autumn brought em
Libra season to paw fetty
Rummy gonna put it this way
Are y'all ready?
More Mac than a TA
That song gon' relay
Few drinks make a delay
She no ri ri uh-uh
No pon de replay
I'm a don so we say
Lose the crowns like it's decay
Or I could pull up on the whip
And hit the drift like I'm DK
No Donkey Kong
Need a beat
To go straight monkey on, uh
Here I go again with no pen
Back in the open
Know that I'm smoking
Interloping
Then go head and put the scope in They wanna say
That my flow keep going
It's broken
But I done fixed it
Uh, Word it how you wanna
It's that retro shit
Robbin toddlers for they dollars
It's that retro shit
Got that drama for your momma
It's that retro shit
Guaranteed to make you holla
It's that retro shit
Is it, is it on?
Okay
Hello, how you doing?
I'm the Boombox God
And I came to rape the game
And make ya boombox odd
I'm a weirdo
I'm a beast
I'm a problem
I'm a creep
I got a different flow
Every tape every beat
Hey there, man
What it do, young dude?
I just came for the check
One, two, one, two
Brought the boom backpack
To the Sunday school
Mind sharper than your Sunday suit
Dodging bullets
From a bitch named Brooklyn
She a bum
Big-ass booty
She was satisfied with crumbs
Pill head pussy
She was real, real numb
She said she didn't give Brain
She was real, real dumb
Bitch, I'm the backwoods bastard
Country than a motherfucker
Chewing through these beats
I've been hungry than a motherfucker
Starving like a nigga named Marvin
On my momma 'nem
An en vogue flow
Current, current
That's a homonym
I get a rise out of bitches'
Like some acne
I've been popping them
I'm cooking them
They turn into gelatin
Like some collagen
And shout to birds
Twitter, gotta let them bitches crow
I'm the beast and the beauty
Thought I'd let these bitches know
I'm the one
That you've been waiting for
That fairytale flow
Me and Rumple on the track
It's like a DJ spinning gold
Get it, cause the DJ
F*ck it, turn up
The same energy, vibranium
I-I-I been going hard, titanium
Can you feel it
Are you nervous
Need a Valium?
Blow your mind like a cannon to the Cranium
I can ficky-ficky-fap
Get back to rap jack
It's your wiki-wiki-wack
It's trash and ass gas
I am K-Mars
Coming to you live
Out of 93
Nigga get your weight up
I am calories
This that retro

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