If this song good, no go stop the ditty guy pack, smoke it up yo that shit gon' be smack I been lookin' fast, I'm smokin' over it, the guy shot some spank, damn His man's real, he a fact, he's hot, we never lack, now look at this dumbest guy left in the cab Spent the day t-shirt, ain't makin' it bad, spent the day bitch out of catchin' it high Ay, ay, spent the day bitch out of catchin' it high, you talkin' my mom's like what? Get the fuck on, now that he got poking his chest, get big fat as long as I smoke it up bitch, I mix it with Vaughn Damn, y'all can't do what I do, no go stop the subboots And ditty guy knockin' the shoes, I'ma get my marigot to get to these blues Gaga boom is the uppity boom before the job gets put on the news.

Bro this shit is so far that if someone should extinguish it

Bro, don't speak on Naughty's name like that. What's my dad's? Like, you're not funding for speaking on Naughty, bro. Sort of guy, bro. Do a different song, bro. Like... That chili, that a mosh top! Chili, that a mosh top!

That shit is fucking trash! Don't get the fuck off the airbag!

Play AC/DC many square about this Knigge bro how old are you better than square bro how old Eli seven Knigge

Fire is fire I'm not even gonna listen to the rest of it because I know it was fire I'm not going as is the rest of it

That was dog!

This sounds so good when it's muted.

You're not making it out.

Let me sing this dude song. Wait, did I remember the lyrics? Oh, yeah. The lyrics is...

You sound congested. Do you need like Tylenol or something?