Facts from Natural Selection by LUXGUE
Tracklist
2. | Facts | 3:08 |
Lyrics
Micro
You a faggot wit a micro
Hey faggot
You a faggot wit a micro
Know you holdin out hope
That it might grow
Pipe down nigga
Lookin like a dyke hoe
Fat cock
I’m a nigga wit a fat cock
White nigga waist up
Wit a black cock
Better back off nigga
‘For it crack off
Don’t get dropped nigga
You a fat blob
Don’t think we don’t know how you jack off
Belt noose to the neck
Bout to snap off
Gay porn on ya phone
Wit da sound on
Fake dick on tha ground
You sit down on
Little dick nigga
Tryna lick a dick nigga
Fat nigga from the jump
And you gettin bigger
Yo gut is, not yo dick nigga
Don’t forget nigga
Toothpick dick nigga
Goofy ass niggas like you
Is destine to lose
You lookin confused
Like you was supposed to have dick like I do
And look like I do
And not have to pay for pussy like you do
But if it was up to you
You’d aim to be me
I’m better than you at your favorite things
It’s sad really, I’m your dad really
From skating to soccer, you bad really
You mad fruity
Yo little dick make you get mad moody
You desperate now
You out on the streets tryna sell yo booty
But that ain’t gon work
I just saw that you shit yo pants
Out here lookin for bromance
You out here suckin on gonads
These bitches got out of here so fast
Psycho
Eatin ass like a psycho
Pussy nigga
Ain’t fogot about yo micro
He 13 and you might go
Said you thought 13 was a typo
Horny nigga so you lookin for a tyko
Gay nigga so you lookin for a thigh pole
Fat nigga so you lookin for some lipo
Ugly nigga an you lookin like a rhino
You da definition of a gay nigga
Hella gay niggas think you hella gay nigga
You eat a nigga ass almost everyday nigga
You look exactly like every other gay nigga
In other words, you a fag
You a pussy, you a drag queen
Yo Balls is tiny like black beans
That’s yo Bald headed daddy’s wack genes
Does he know that he raised a pedo?
You like kids, that’s a fact
But do he know?
You a child predator freak bro
Passing by middle schools for a peep show
Beatin yo meat to a text screen
Who you texting?
You know it’s a cop
But you can’t stop sexting
You gettin all sexy
Sending them pics of you flexing yo dick
Now you all in
Yo blood start to boil
You know it’s a trap but can’t bear to spoil
Your fantasy
This your everything
This boy is your world
You make your move
Walk into the house
Walk round the couch
You hella aroused
You bout to bust
But right when you bust
A cop busts a cap in yo bust