If you know how to wrap, spit a bar and drop it in the comments.

Uh uh uh uh I'm out of town, starting to wear my round My coach paint my butt a hook, uh, what a dance, I'm looking for a hug Just playing that, cause I can be a thug, punk thug, just love punk thug With my ***** he just took a bitch thug, yeah, that ***** dig a bitch thug Yeah, that's hand me up, I'm not hand my hand mein' Looking for the Coachie Daddy.

If I don't get a boy with ass that's fat I'ma kill myself if that's fat no punchline No punchline. I want a big booty boy. That's all mine. I want to squeeze his booty like a stress toy I want to eat his booty like I'm a joy Cause I'm hungry for your booty, let me eat it!

Yeah you sound fat as fuck yeah I only fuck with sluts yeah I'll put my dick in there but yeah you sound fat as fuck

Okay, I'm not even done for rapping, but like why did you say it like that? Like if you know how to rap like what was that? It's terrifying, like what?

Moneca Stori keep an awful who am I shall go to like get on the bike hippo like I'm gonna hop in the pool I'm gonna block way yet like I'm gonna go make up bag like he say he went like yeah we gotta go toilets hi

Yeah, yeah. I'm the big bad wolf coming like me. In the hoods in the woods, they come in double B, though that's one B for big baby and another B for bad. I'm the biggest baddest piggy eater they've ever had. Then I go to the house and blow them down, of course, and eat a little pigs with sweet and sour sauce. I love those little pigs, munch, munch, munch. Yeah, one's for breakfast and two's for lunch. Then later in the day, when I feel a little thinner, gonna go find a little red riding hood and eat it for dinner, I got the crowd in my sidepiggies.

I said, I said I'm sick of sick of sick of sick of chasing You don't wanna toys but some of my dang and I I can only see your face when I close my eyes Can I get a kiss? And can you make it last forever? I said I'm about to go to war And I don't know if I'll see you again Can I get a kiss? Can I? Can you make it last forever? Can you? Can you?

Okay this is beginning series, you guys are delirious. Are you hearing this? Talking about positive things, we ain't got no game. It's clear to see that we be sounding like diamonds. Y'all be case as Ness Moustache, Conn Torres be wanting to back. What are you a rat? A squirrel? Some kind of fat-meared cat who think he's rat? And look at that. Your bird friend be dropping words to start again. Wait, what goes after that? I need to write this shit down.

You just make me give out a breath every time you fucking talk. Like every time you motherfucking talk. I- I