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lil, clit - third @ lyrics

[intro]
(say on skibidi)
(tohara on the beat, so you know it’s 10)

[verse 1: lil cl+t]
i’ll cook a f+cking ranga, make some gingerbread
thought i was gonna let you get away with what you said?
when we done with you, you’ll be f+cking dead
“please end the beef” that’s what you f+cking pled
sounds like a p+ssy ranga, is getting f+cking scared
i understand though, the cl+t is something to be feared
i’ll cook a f+cking ranga, make some gingerbread (put em on the news huh, put him on the news)
ay cl+t, make some gingerbread
alright bet, i’ll make somе gingerbread
oh y’all want some orangе juice? f+ck a truce
because i’ll blend a ginger, put em on the news
that cupid fifthy fifhty sh+t is g+y as h+ll (slay)
you said your own girl is f+cking ugly? that sh+t’s rats as h+ll
i only eat chips with palm oil since it leaves orangutangs in the soil
(f+ck orangutangs)

[verse 2: lil cl+t]
(cyrus, unleash your aura)
i come from oakland, west coast, ay, i do this for my hood (for the bay)
stop the beef? what, you really thought i would? (ay)
why’s your girl always eating? she’d eat you if she could (ay)
but enough about your girl, let’s take a look at you
i’d rather not, because, d+mn, you look like poo
you’re an ugly f+cking ranga, no one likes you
you better wear a condom, because having a kid would be cruel
because of your features, they’d be bullied throughout school
californian crip, ay, i through a c
red head my prey, i’m edp
unrelated, but i gotta say, f+ck zachary
we roll up and smoke up, jacob’s family tree
i flew to j+pan so i didn’t have to see your ass
mila took one look at your ass and said pass
yung cl+t, yung cl+t, yung cl+t
sh+t i’m sick of this sh+t, i’ll get my+ one of my goons on you, peter, go freestyle real quick
[act ii]

[verse 3: peter, lil cl+t]
ay, n+gga (skibidi) (f+ck em up, f+ck em up, f+ck em up)
f+ck (gyatt)
what’s up n+gga?
(tohara, she’s only 15)
f+ck jacob (f+ck jacob)
he has ginger hair (ew)
and hes ugly (on skibidi)
he’s ugly (on skibidi)
his girlfriend smells bad, and he’s stinky (ablbablablalba)
he’s ugly
and he smells like sh+t
and hes ginger
what the f+ck?
ugly n+gga
stupid hoe
ginger hair

[verse 4: peter]
(peter, cook this beat)
he lives in the big mansion too
and he got good wifi
and the unlimited snacks
and jacuzzi, like lil uzi
and he’s ginger, cause his girlfriend looks ugly
stevie sucks
stevie wonder
i wouldn’t want to see that hoe
smells like geronimo, what? (blbablablalba) (this is for joel)
what the f+ck?
oh sh+t
n+gga
skibidi, skibidi toilet, duke dennis
emily hutchins threw me under the bus (stupid stupid b+tch)
what the f+ck
uhh, n+gga
he got the big mansion
and he got the unlimited video games
and the fantastic wifi (type sh+t)
and he lives with his third @ (nah for real)
and she’s really ugly
she sucks (say on skibidi)
stevie’s ugly, f+ck jacob, rinesh take the beat (f+ck jacob)
(put em on the news, huh)
[act iii]

[verse 5: rinesh]
(tohara, molest those drums)
i’m a young n+gga, rich n+gga, jacob you a b+tch n+gga
i don’t f+ck with no little hoe ass snitch n+gga
man why’d you have to switch, n+gga? (water pod)
tohara had to pop out for this beat switch, n+gga
your miss so clapped (ginger) looking like my left nut
on some real sh+t, hoe ass sl+t, on some real sh+t, came on her b+tt, on some real sh+t, god looking at that forehead and he said he can’t fix sh+t
man i feel bad, i really do, cause i’m about to cook an ugly ass ginger like you
said to meet irl, and you ain’t finna do sh+t, but imma be real, i don’t wanna scr+p, don’t confuse sh+t
man, hop on the mic and it’s over, stevie got that strap on, and she telling you to bend that ass over
running out of luck, better start praying you find a four leaf clover
because when i’m done with you n+gga, there won’t be sh+t that’s left over (wuaggh wuagh)

[instrumental break]

[verse 6: rinesh]
(rinesh, my glorious king)
guns banging, money clanging, beats making their head ranging
on god, imma k!ll sh+t, yeah, i crash out just to feel sh+t
on my mama, thats some real sh+t, yeah some real sh+t, yeah some real sh+t
pull up, jacob, we k!ll sh+t, we k!ll sh+t, we k!ll sh+t, n+gga
us and jacob like pac and biggie, we have a f+cking face off
jacob so ugly, i wanna rip his f+cking face off
acne on your face, b+tch, you look like a fungus
i k!lled this beat, so i can handle any ginger that f+ck with us
deathgrip on my c+ck, i think it’s filling up with p+ss, n+gga (ew, what the f+ck?)
on skibidi, n+gga, on skibidi, n+gga
on skibidi, i put that on skibidi, n+gga
grimace, grimace, grimace, shake that ass
grimace, grimace, grimace, shake that ass
grimace, grimace, grimace, shake that ass
jacob, jacob, is a n+gga, he’s a n+gga, jacob is a n+gga, jacob is a n+gga, a n+gga, a n+gga, jacob is a n+gga, a n+gga, a n+gga (married his third @)
nah, but like, on some real sh+t, jacob, n+gga your miss is clapped. like come on bro
plenty more fish in the sea, and you got your ass a blob fish, my n+gga
like come on bro, her personality must be crazy, like come on bro (tell em, n+gga)
like, if you think about it+ if you really think about it, i’m really out here to help bro
oh, and uh, by the way, uh, f+ck you n+gga, b+tch ass n+gga
(tohara, you slayed this beat)

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