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Star Bucks
Seth Sentry
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Yo
Super Cool Tree House
Oi
Weird guy (Yeah)
Tryna read the package on this beard dye
I just took a nap, and my career died
Throw the whole diary in the trash and watch the years fly
(Dude, I can't believe it's fucking May already) Yeah
I don't fast travel when my enemies are nearby (Nah)
I just try to make a base camp like it's Queer Eye (Woo)
Long dead
Bong head, cleaning out the cobwebs
Here to slap a fortune teller till my palms rะตad
'Cause shit ain't in the stars like my chart said
Upsะตt, talking to my gun like I'm Judge Dredd (Shoot)
Get paid out
Rap shit's played out (Cha-ching)
Tried to go fade out
But I don't know the way out (Huh?)
So tell your favourite rapper, "Go and pack up early"
I'm running laps and doing jumping jacks, and burpees
To smoke you like a pack of Peter Jackson 30s
I turned my tax attorney into taxidermy (Ayy)
If I don't feel it, kill it
If I don't need it, beat it
Don't send me it, I mean it
I'm too conceited
"He went, off the deep end"
Depends how you mean it
Sleeping in my sea bed
Cthulhu, I make 'em sea squid
Yo, I got my feet wet, love crafting a sequence
Eat up a foe like Viets, blup
New achievement
P.S. Don't try to sneak diss
I won't give you no free hit
I will punch you so hard in the heart that it makes the beatswitch
Remix! (Ayy)
I can't help it, I'm zero to one thousand
I hear all them cunts tell me they're sick
But it's Munchausen
I swear if they cuss round me I'm slapping the fuck out 'em
I drop albums and flick through the racks like I'm just browsing (Ayy)
I got a girl in my palm: Cortana (Ooh)
When I die, let me respawn: Valhalla
(Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, every day, same Cold Harbour
Heads get severed like a Mark
Then I'm rolling up a number
Fuck a mill check
I don't need the data (Yeah)
See me throw a last thumbs up
From the lava (Yeah, yeah)
I just wanna die doing drugs in a bathtub
Of a motel by myself, or a Starbucks
"Now, put a couple shots in my
Grande Frappuccino Matcha" (Ayy)
They call me Mr (Yeah)
Mr Moronic (Uh-huh)
I try chill but I feel psychotic (Yo!)
Slap a gold ring from a rapper like Sonic (Yeah)
Then I put my hog into your hedge, girl, fuck it (Uh-huh Ayy)
Wait, back the fuck up like Onyx (Yeah!)
I got a list, I can fit more on it
Get skilled or you gets killed
Who want it?
Now, get the fuck off my comet
Run it
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