Lyrics

(Hey, what's good?) (Wha) (Let's get it) (Where we at?) (Aight) (Uh) Who that rude dude rockin' baby blue shoes? Drivin' off a cliff and wishin' you was in the car too It's that daytime Terror with his words so clever Make it rain from ya bitch's legs, grab ya umbrella, G Who that rude dude pissin' in your new shoes? Driving with the clip and shootin' pigeons with a Noob Tube It's the Terror from the Shred puttin' drugs in his head I'm the monster from the movies chillin' under your bed, G I'm not white, I'm green Man, fuck your lean, I'm smokin' PCP in a Jeep Feelin' fuckin' psycho, see? 'Cause I'm that dude from ya screen and ya speakers The one who hates teachers and preachers And shoves them off o' high bleachers Sip some Windex out a double cup Mix it with some other stuff Your mouth begins to bubble, words fumble You're in trouble now, G! Can't you see this only happens when you fuck with me? Siri, where his mama live? She won't stop texting me Who that rude dude rockin' baby blue shoes? Drivin' off a cliff and wishin' you was in the car too It's that daytime Terror with his words so clever Make it rain from ya bitch's legs, grab ya umbrella, G Who that rude dude pissin' in your new shoes? Driving with the clip and shootin' pigeons with a Noob Tube It's the Terror from the Shred puttin' drugs in his head I'm the monster from the movies chillin' under your bed, G I start cursin' in person It worsens when I speak in cursive, bitch One second, my nuts itch (Fuck man, your girl gave me herpes or something) Okay I'm back, with an axe And a big bag full of thumbtacks I ain't got no racks Not a dollar to my name But I got a sick stack of that summer cocaine Fuck a bitch that's down for the pain Fuck a gold chain Fuck all the money that I make In the corner doin' angel dust, eatin' pig guts Chillin' in the back of a pickup truck Ain't no rules to this game when it comes to me Bunnyhoppin' off a cliff yelling "suck my D!" R1, L2, Square, Up, Down, Up This life is a game and I don't give a fuck Who that rude dude rockin' baby blue shoes? Drivin' off a cliff and wishin' you was in the car too It's that daytime Terror with his words so clever Make it rain from ya bitch's legs, grab ya umbrella, G Who that rude dude pissin' in your new shoes? Driving with the clip and shootin' pigeons with a Noob Tube It's the Terror from the Shred puttin' drugs in his head I'm the monster from the movies chillin' under your bed, G
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