yung sizzle – sandy cheeks / niggas bleed lyrics
[sandy cheeks]
blunt on my ear so i can hear the loud
suck my oscar meyer, penny proud
the drought is over, i brought the weed
sm-gm- brought the lotion
i’m only 5 years old, n-gga i’m rap precocious
and i’m out of potion
i ain’t the one to float on life
but i’ll let my s-m-n float inside your wife
i ain’t a n-gga that you want to try trifle with
get a rifle sticked to your dome so drop your knife, b-tch
smoking on my pipe, i’m getting high and f-ll-ting myself
i don’t need no one else
i got the mouth of a god
rob a n-gga that think he mobbin’ while he wearing a crop top
cut a n-gga at a thrift shop
with a fifty cent katana
n-gga my dad is obama, n-gga my son is osama, rip
snort a couple ki’s, you’re now rocking with a g
with a big d in the desert of the ab…q
i am high as f-ck on walter’s blue
all i want’s to f-ck your b-tch and maybe you can join too
psyche, you turned your b-tch dyk-
but i turned her right around
randy johnson on the mound
with my big unit in munich
influenced thousands of hoes
with the sh-t that’s in my intuit, thousands of rolls
benjis on benjis but if you don’t friend me on facebook
you just became one dissed ho
eyes low, watching anime
bae is bumping jesse j, i punched her in the face
she was trippin’
i ripped the bong and watched zack and cody at the tipton
and jerked to brenda song
your b-tch left her thong here, and her pride
got between something other than her inner thighs
but she was fine, i’m out of time
see ya later, if you enter here you’ll see what’s inside sizzle’s mind
cracking f-ck n-gga b-tches right up on side of they head
f-ck n-ggas catching a murder decl-ssified like ned
n-ggas wanting to k!ll me to claim my stacks of bread
but what they don’t know is actually it’s just a loaf of bread
them n-ggas salty like they’re filipino champ
while i got their mommas damp
have them send their -ss to camp, then they come back
tell them “son, i am your new dad”
now shut your f-cking mouth and roll my blunt wrap
i school your -ss with dumb raps
pump action shotgun in your b-tt
pump my c-m in your momma’s c-nt
her time of month is absent
i should have just been abstinent
nah, so i fled quick with a dead b-tch in my trunk
with a wrap on my dragged trunk
like i’m reptar on worldstar with some bad luck
i’m a sad punk with pink hair like a f-ggot
but at least i have bars unlike f-ggot
b-tch, get back to your pageant
in the streets with my ratchets
that’s my d-ck in her attachments
getting high and higher, i wonder where the gr-ss went
past tense
flipping packs to all my friends
counting duckets with no end
getting buckets like it’s lin…sanity
catch me lurking right behind her in her vanity
as a ghost in her canopy
[laughs]
wait till she gets a load of me, literally
[n-ggas bleed]
today’s agenda: i’ll f-ck someone of the same gender
nah, f-ck that, i’ll eat your mom’s baked placenta
met the b-tch on tinder
she told me that her name was tilda
so i f-cked her til da break of dawn
rode the whip down to the cinnabon
ordered twelve rolls, ate them sh-ts on the way home
pulled the ak out, shot a n-gga in the dome
you ain’t got minutes on these streets for you to f-cking rome
knuckles in your gut, i hit the fattest blunt
today’s great, but i’m staying noided cause i want
5-0 crawling ’round my crib
peaking through my window as i eat my cheesesticks
they can eat my f-cking d-ck for all i care
b-tches f-ck me for my money, not because of what i wear
rubbing through my wallet while they’re running through my hair
sh-t, i guess it’s f-cking time to hit this b-tch like a snare
thank god i’m rare
i don’t hear what all you n-ggas say
i’m only ’bout two things: f-cking p-ss and getting paid
pull your b-tch by her braid when she say “no”
i say, “why you here if you know what i came for?”
lay low from the p-ssing police
“hey yo, lil sm-gm-, why you never p-ss the weed?”
then some other n-gga tried to creep up on me
hope and pray to god, i don’t make this f-ck n-gga bleed
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