Clueless

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Kenny Biskits

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This is a Biscuit Boyz p-p-p-p-p-production
Didn't wanna have to do this, but y'all y'all rappers clueless
I should be at work selling SaaS to a new biz, you be in the back of the class like a doofus
Back of the class like a doofus

You don't even know what the truth is, you thought it was cool to be stupid
You ain't got brains and your flow is putrid
I'ma jump in your lane and do what the f*ck I want
Cause I don't give a muthafuck

You think you hot shit, but you just a dumb bitch
Don't forget that you are broke
Pressure's on, you gonna choke
I heard that rap that you wrote

Goddamn, you the woe
Goddamn, you the woe
Goddamn, you the woe
Goddamn, you the woe

Goddamn, you the woe
Goddamn, you the woe
I don't wanna brag, I wanna be humble
I'm just spittin' facts, it's a way to get crumbles

Make my own raps, don't know why your fam' stumble
You ain't got a pass, call me king of the fumbles
I got all the grass, call me king of the jungle
I can keep track of my tenure, my bumble

She a hell of a hoe, my tenure in a bunghole
She a hell of a hoe, my tenure in a bunghole
Just kidding
Hop on my boat and we goin' real fast

No hands on the wheel, both hands on her ass
We whippin' this shit till we run out of gas
We trippin' this shit, there's a chance that we crash
We're richer than this, got a whole lotta cash

Got a rich on my wrist, you know I'm in the
I be stickin' your chick, she know that she wack
My wit is too slick and you slow when you last
Puttin' a stitch in your shit, leave your face in the grass

You a brick, you ain't gettin' a pass
I got Rick in my clique, but it's dick in your ass
It ain't Mr. Smith, then I'm skippin' the class
Got a bick in my flick, gettin' lit off the hash

Shift if you skip, you gon' miss, I don't cash
Shit go to pass, you ain't probably smash
Right in this rap, my feet on the dash
I can see shit with this ski fuckin' mask

Good thing I know how to do mental math
Keep this shit clean, I don't f*ck with the trash
EV is this team, but still stoppin' for gas
Grind up the green and then pack in the glass

Stop in the street, just to chat with your chicks at
What
Sorry
You don't wanna have to do this

But y'all, y'all rappers clueless
I should be at work, sellin' sass to Anubis
You be in the back of the class like a doofus
Back of the class like a doofus

You don't even know what the truth is
You thought it was cool to be stupid
You ain't got brains and your flow is putrid
I'ma jump in your lane and do what the f*ck I want

Cause I don't give a motherfuck
You think you hot shit, but you just a dumb bitch
Don't forget that you are broke
Pressure's on, you gonna choke

I heard that rap that you wrote
Goddamn, you the woe
Goddamn, you the woe
Goddamn, you the woe

Goddamn, you the woe
Goddamn, you the woe
Goddamn, you the woe
Goddamn, you the woe

Goddamn, you the woe
Who the f*ck invited you to my Goddamn, you the woe
I ain't gonna fight with you
I don't wanna fight with you

But Goddamn, you gotta go
Here's the flow, you little hoe
Get the f*ck up out my face
And back the f*ck up off my road

Woah
That wasn't very nice
Take that back actually
Truth is

I ain't got a ounce of hate in my heart
Never too late for this change to start
Saving up all of my change in a jar
Ain't buying a brand new chain or a car

Stay in my own damn lane from afar
Appreciate the moon and the rain and the stars
Putting in my name for the race to Mars
Tying up my lace today, not tomorrow

Ain't fearing a thing or hanging on to sorrow
Digging my own damn grave before I borrow
Ain't fearing a thing
Ain't fearing a thing or hanging on to sorrow

Ain't fearing a thing
Ain't fearing a thing
Ain't fearing a thing

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