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fritty quik – bacci cone/offbeat meatbeat lyrics

[intro: iamjayce]
i will literally take your life if you leave me

[verse 1]

i don’t smoke cigarettes, cause we know bacci cones the best
in the bathroom, i punch more cones than some c-mmy snow cones
i wish i didn’t have an extra toe, but the side effects of doing a bacci cone in my -sshole is serious
like a heroine addict, i put needles in my arm if you’re curious
just kidding, i put the heroine in the p-ssy
i toke on some bacci cones, while i have consensual s-x
not like bill cosby, i’m clobbering children in the neck
it’s hard to pretend i’m not the best
in the back of my hilux, with 20 bacci cones
punch em all before the police come
then i run, like she was a minor, then i c-m
i run like 151 rum, put the bacci cone in my b-m
then i go to jail
the warden feels on my b-lls like braille
but i do it in exchange for bacci cones
i might f-ck the judge to get off easy
he said get a cone then please me
not gonna lie, he was kinda cheesy
but i did a bacci cone in a caravan park
turn on the light, when i turn it off it goes dark

[pre-chorus: lil uzi vert]
yo he know too much

[chorus]
i got bacci cones in my home
the world is fake
we live in a dome
the government is fake
so is my mobile phone
the universe is reversed
everybody has a clone
so sit here and punch a bacci cone
ramadan is fake
i drink bacci cone milkshake
if i didn’t do bacci cones
i’d die from no cancer intake
instead i put bacci cones in some fudge and i bake
i’ll leave my kid for a bacci cone like drake

i’m g-y (g-y g-y g-y)

[verse 2: round dolla]
no credit cards, i’m still writing bars
doing bacci cones, in the backyard
jumping over gates like kevin gates
my mom thinks i’m a disgrace
thinks i’m a disgrace, for leaving broccoli on the plate
if she saw me now doing bacci cones, she would probably faint
i only got fifty cents in my pocket
i’ll jump the b-tch like a rocket
i’ll make a b-tch come out the closet
i’ll try put in my deposit
but i blow that sh-t through a bacci cone
but i blow my bro just for the lack of dro
big w-lly sh-t, as you already know
round dolla once said b-tch suck my toe
20 dollar jeans, i’m broke as f-ck
f-ck vaccines, let’s just smoke and f-ck
i ain’t got a home or a phone
but flaring hormones after taking a hit from a bacci cone
b-tches these days, still talking about loans
i’m broke, but my money ain’t set in stone
i’ll f-ck a b-tch that’s fifty years old
take a bacci cone to get in my zone
wake up in bedsheets covered in foam
face so f-cked, i look like jerome
i can’t afford plastics bands
i’m not chrome
when i’m high, i mumble like stallone
take a bacci cone to school and i moan
travis scott told me to pick up the phone
but i said i ain’t got a phone
i then offered him a bacci cone

[verse 3]
when demi left, my p-n-s turns left
i get my bong and i insert the leaves
not the weed, i don’t do the weed
i stab my wee wee with a broken tree
i only do heroin and the bacci cone
call my agent he says he got in touch with his family for the first time
but i sit here and do a bacci cone cause i don’t have a family
i grow bacci cause i found seeds in my -sshole
i better not catch you tresp-ssing
i’ll put a bacci cone in your iv drip
i unload my feelings like a pair of p-ssy lips
what if there was just one p-ssy lip
i do bacci cones in the supermarket cause my mum says no bacci cones until i face up to my dad
lil peep told me do a bacci cone
triple x told me do a bacci cone
mac miller makes good music
i open my peehole then i abuse it
the suicide hotline said are you okay
but i like men and that’s g-y
i wouldn’t do bacci cones if i had a home
this is not a song, i’m crying for help
my mental is spirally downwards and i’m coping with drug use
i put a razor into my foreskin and i have to w-nk while doing bacci cones
riding deep for the toes, i put the toes in my nose
i stick my d-ck in the compost, i’m a sh-t teacher like ms moss
i wish demi was here to do bacci cones
and also we could have consensually intimate s-x while under the influence of a bacci cone
i scream if i don’t have my bacci cones leave me alone

[outro: the oscars 2017]
and the acamedy award
for the golden bacci cone
la la land

i’m sorry no
there’s a mistake
fritty quik, you guys won the golden bacci cone
this is not a joke
this is not a joke, i’m afraid they read the wrong thing

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