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is this meme rap? - berserk gang lyrics

is this meme rap? lyrics
[intro: punii+]
is this meme rap?
i’m not sure
um, i don’t know

[verse 1: punii+]
good run lil bro, gg
i’m f*ckin’ that b*tch wit a .223
i need a new b*tch that don’t know me
i need a new b*tch that don’t know me
i just got approved to buy a new crib
i’m eatin’ that wagyu, give me a bib
how much longer is you gonna live?
i nut in that b*tch, give her percs, and dip
i nut in that b*tch, then i hop in the whip
i drive you around, gotta give me a tip
popsicle, nah, give me a tit
now i’m little? nah, you need to sit
got big dough, stuff it in my bag
doin’ big shows, go on tour with my dad
i told you no, and you got all mad
i got yo hoe, and she wanted me bad

[verse 2: squiidgy]
she blowin’ my flute, lil’ shawty a big nerd
i’m in her tummy, it sounding like squidward
(wink, wak, wink, wak)
i’m off the xanny, i can’t feel my nuts
sandy cheeks, the way i’m clapping her b*tt
big dawgs, got me barkin’ a bunch
talking mess, then you getting fruit punch
captain, see a bug, watch how it crunch
cinnamon toast, yеah, that’s in my cereal
if order thе pack, then i’m checking the serial (k!ller)
shawty be vibing
mood swings, can’t stop the whining
ukraine, that girl don’t drip, she explode
ain’t talking hal0 when i mention the chode
i’m packing the strap, mario (let’s*a*go!)
i’m hitting the back, then her legs go
ain’t talking mario, down with the pipe
you acting clueless
when i show up it’s on the to*do list
and when we leave you, no dragon, toothless
i’m tryna end off, when i finish my verse
after i hit, i’m dabbing her up
berserk gang, i’m repping it up
and now i’m passing the mic, cause i can’t shut up
[verse 3: eli!]
i heard yo mixtape, that sh*t was ass
choppas on him, he come runnin’ through the dash
shootin’ like mario, got a red hat
he want the smoke, take him off the map
i want yo b*tch, yeah, she ain’t bad
i’m ’bout to tighten up, you can’t attack
i do not want her, you can have her back
you don’t got money, no, you don’t got racks
take out yo bread, compare it to mine
you don’t even have racks

[verse 4: hal0]
hop on this beat, player 2, like luigi
made a bop with punii, eli, and squiidgy
hop on the beat cause i wasn’t busy
i just took a bar from squizzy
ayo, wassup, my name is hal0
i f*ck on yo b*tch, and i go take yo pesos
five star, gta, i gotta lay low
catchin’ all of you down with my draco
and i ain’t sorry
i go take your shawty
and i f*ck up her body
play the b*tch like atari
yeah, and i’m the number one player like mario
like, suck on my b*lls like f*ckin agar.io
be ’round a lot, cause you know she a sorry hoe
i just stole that b*tch like i’m motherf*cking banjo
and i keep a motherf*cking kazooie
fake ass fans, yeah, like they ain’t knew me
desperate, sorry, i’m feelin so lonely
made a bop with squiidgy, eli, and punii

- berserk gang lyrics

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