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make an example - brandon buckingham lyrics

brandon (intro): sneako k, danny k, andrew kkkkkk, b*tch, aye, gang, watch

(verse 1)
i walk in this b*tch like travis sickle, know i gotta make an example. said some sh*t that you couldn’t handle, all on my d*ck like a flame to a candle. made up rape now ima go, rambo, sneako’s a cuck, making up scandals, andrew’s fake, f*ck his whole channel, danny’s g*y sucking d*cks cause they dangle. gang, ice, sh*t is cold
like slap that boy whenever i see him, his girl’s on my d*ck, her name is maria, i f*cked her raw, without a condom, sneako he watched, without a problem, next he asked if i could f*ck him i said no bro you a dumb b*tch, if i did f*ck him it’d be g*y cause he got a p*ssy he know how to lay

rxknephew (verse 2)
they on that g*y sh*t that ain’t my business, thirty days, thirty thou with it. n*ggas moving weird and be proud with it, knock on your door, girl scout with it. in the game chair in the house with it, n*ggas be moving like some house n*ggas, bro said he takin’ invitations, we beat your ass ain’t no friendly fadin’. go real*life ufc 4, speak on my name won’t speak no more, really sold crack out a store, i be really sneaking with the poles. sneak through the front in the side door, n*gga f*ck my b*tch and you can have her, up the pole n*gga freezing like a stature (statue), please pay me all my collateral. finally famous here on the news, they insecure and they confused, they like god d*mn what the f*ck he can’t lose, she like what’s your name, i’m like swooooosh. one in the front and out the caboose, they out they body and moving loose, i’m drinking hen’ dog, not grey goose, say what the f*ck i want like boosey boo

brandon buckingham
(verse 3)
“bro, he ate dinner with my f*cking girl bro”. sneako’s favorite condom is mayo, we f*cked maria raw like, “ayoooooooooo”, you’ve seen dudes cum down her snout, go tell the kids who watch your videos the truth you sleep on the couch, you cuck, she’s on her knees and i’m in her mouth, trains
christ dillinger
(verse 4)
n*ggas say they straight but really they really f*ggots, spent two bands on a luis jacket, n*ggas let other n*ggas f*ck their b*tch, got it out the mud, can’t no one f*ck my b*tch, n*ggas watch while other n*ggas f*ck they b*tch, i dropped out of school, i wasn’t sh*t. i ran up a bag, and i did it quick, all them n*ggas think they need to quit. if you ain’t getting money, you need to stop, me, neph and brandon, we at the top, sneako watched while she was giving top, these n*ggas do anything for a buck, you already know that i don’t give a f*ck, used to get all my clothes for a discount, back in grade school they tried to kick my out, when i was eighteen, my momma kicked me out. these n*ggas signed deals to be on the shelf, i done ran up a bag, did it by myself, she wanna f*ck me cause she know i’m him, n*ggas f*cked your b*tch she took it out the chin, n*ggas f*cked my b*tch then she gotta go, gotta throw me two bands if you want a show

brandon buckingham
(verse 5)
watched his girl get f*cked, sneako maria, b*lls in his face, sneako maria, making up rape, sneako maria, we run a train, sneako maria. you get what you get and you don’t get upset, not from new york, from connecticut, what about this? hiiiii juliette

rxknephew
all that fraudulent sh*t, b*tch, you ain’t do it yet. back the f*ck up i do not wanna talk about that sh*t boy you lame, 3.5 in my backwood, top*shelf this a great strain. f*ck a n*gga b*tch, give her back and tell that n*gga she ain’t worth it, pulled up in a burberry shirt b*tch “and you’re watching channel five news.”

brandon buckingham
(verse 6)
p**ping on pillows, andrew callahan, d*ck in his booty, andrew callahan, fake ass friend, andrew callahan, o*block copycat, andrew callahan, cum in his mouth, danny mullen, skinny ass d*ck, danny mullen, making up lies, danny mullen, fake tough guy, danny mullen

christ dillinger
me and these n*ggas we, not the same, nodding off the (?) off the plane, catch a n*gga b*tch beat it out the frame, i want the money, f*ck the fame

brandon buckingham
i’m chad baker off that dope, half step to me and get smoked, half step to me, jokes, pull up with the glock go doo doo doo. cum shots, i really shoot, maria she gon do what she do, sneako gon watch that sh*t, if i k!ll myself, what’ll i do to you

rxknephew
(verse 7)
my name nephew i got crack bags the size of fatman scoop, going through withdrawals sweatin’, that’s what that bag’ll do. hol’ on, its the 21st, tell youtube send that check, b*tch, i’ll pull up and break a youtube n*gga neck. lil ass two*tone glock that b*tch’ll flip a ford excursion, roll up with dreads looking like jake paul but the black version. gone ‘head, line up, tell all your friends to get in line and slap the sh*t out you, burberry shirt amiri in my closet, a whole lot of it. n*ggas be d*ck*riding, talking that g*y sh*t a whole lot of it. i pull up like (?) like who want a f*ckin’ problem. i keep that drake in my hand b*tch and i’m swinging like peter parker, i feel like kanye west when he dropped that song ‘heartless’, put me in any situation, ima get it regardless, you see this f*ckin’ tat on my face b*tch i’m from garrison

n*ggas running around like they got a problem with the b*tches, n*ggas run around like dr. phil with the b*tches, don’t play with big neph i hit your f*cking top and peel it, i feel like dewayne carter b*tch i got no ceiling. i put a human being on the real channel five. they gon’ do a podcast talking ’bout how the f*ck that n*gga died? any b*tch i put my d*ck in we be moving like bonnie and clyde, it’s an absolute guaranteed fact they get parallel park if they try to slide. before i let one of these n*ggas k!ll me, henney’ll be my demise, i really grew up running my momma crazy n*gga i’m the real plies, i will really take a b*tch out to eat and feed that b*tch a medium fry, i get in that motherf*cking boat, drop the top, and cruising in the ride
b*tch, i’m drunker than futurama bender and fry, she ain’t used to money, she ain’t wanna get an entree, she order the side, please do not confuse me with your side man, sugar daddy, not that guy, every b*tch i ain’t seen in a minute she like “nephew, why didn’t you reply”? i up this two*tone glock and clean this whole b*tch out like germ*a*cide, i’m sorry but i’ll slap a b*tch, i’m sorry b*tch i took (?)
brandon buckingham
(verse 8)
how is xqc famous, how is ethen kline famous, aiden ross is a dumbass how the f*ck is that sh*t entertainment? who the f*ck watches pokemane, i tried to watch a bit of pokemane, i’ll say this she’s a mid b*tch, and i bet that p*ssy’s f*cking lame. gang sh*t i’m on my own, i never liked social media. tommy innit is a little b*tch, and david dobrik gives me the creeps
now, let’s talk about algorithms, what the f*ck is an algorithm, when i open youtube’s front page, i say man f*ck the algorithms. f*ck youtube and f*ck twitch, f*ck susan, she’s a fake b*tch, f*ck twitter, f*ck instagram, and f*ck everyone named danny. lil reese scammed me for 150 so honestly, f*ck him too

rxknephew
i never sh*t on myself cause that’s not what big neph do

he’s a broke b*tch, he needs cash, i live in maryland, come k!ll my ass

christ dillinger
n*ggas talk about us cause they sad inside, saw your b*tch get f*cked by another guy, like to smoke sour and game leaf, n*ggas hate before they brush they t**th, n*ggas taking pictures of they meat, i’m getting rich i don’t even rap on beat. n*ggas talk about us they don’t check they facts, put a youtube n*gga in a pack, louis v sign on the hood of my shoes, see a youtube n*gga, you know what ima do

might cop a bb simone belt, gotta back myself i ain’t need no help, bring the bag up back fast i might buy a home, bring up a bag without a ppp loan, this is chrome hearts, its not vlone, i just keep going like a honda civic, sneako girl might let me hit it, new york yankees on my fitted. say what i want, i don’t second guess, two bands for a show, i can’t take less, spend two bands like last week, i’m raising the bar like lil peep. we sent her n*gga to the store for d*ch*s, i’m a rap n*gga i can’t work at d*ch*ss, f*ck sneako b*tch she gon’ need some crutches, d*mn n*gga i’m high as f*ck

(verse 9)
f*ck that channel five n*gga he’s lame, i’m at neph house he gotta icy chain

brandon buckingham
sneako’s g*y, takes it in the booty, hopping on trends, just like poudii, loves man sh*t, dookie, loves man d*ck, fruity

rxknephew
i get low like dootie, lil b*tch tryna confuse me, b*tch i’m riding for the gang, top*shelf not plain strain. burberry shirt it ain’t plain, lil wayne when he drop fye flame, ben balling he did it again, speak on my won’t say it again. you know my name b*tch, yeah, ben ballin! i’m busy hitting l!cks right now so why the f*ck you calling? i’m demolition man with the fade, feel like i’m going to war with ukraine, peter pan when i’m flying with the grain, they on youtube talking on the ‘gram. i ain’t arguing with no streamer n*gga, he irrelevant, never heard of him, don’t bring it up, i ain’t seen a n*gga. they some d*ck*riding ass, carbon copy, gatekeeping n*ggas, i put the glock right in your face, i’m not no sneako n*gga

i sold heroin and fentanyl like that papito n*gga, this is reality i’m not meek mill no nightmares and dream a n*gga, they like what kinda car you about to pull out next, n*gga a porsche, if you ask me what i’m about to do, been balling, b*tch of course. b*tch, ima talk sh*t until my voice ho*rs*, b*tch, i’ve been selling crack since i jumped off the porch. i get in that big ass seven forty like a gaming chair, they like what the f*ck neph sitting in it like papa b*tch ass. b*tch, i went to newman markets she like what you gon’ wear? drop my eight b*lls to 2.5 jumping like a state fair, psd, ethika, versace, underwear, i’m nephew, auntie, uncle, and cousin here. tell my daddy eat a d*ck, that n*gga wasn’t there, i pulled up in sport plus mode that’s how i got here, look like lil wayne back in the day the block hot here, they said that sh*t in trend, i went in blew me and copped a pair. they like you blew the bag neph how the h*ll you still been balling? mental health is not a crime, b*tch and i can’t call it. i shoot a youtube n*gga dead in his f*cking forehead, i put a youtube n*gga in the walls of jerrico, i kick a youtube n*gga through the rope, rey mysterio. all they can see is p*ssy and insecure when they look in the mirror, you can call me rxk nephew goldberg, where i hit ’em with the spear, paint my face like sting you can see me floating through the ring in the mirror
christ dillinger
personally, i wouldn’t let a n*gga disrespect me like that, but that’s just me. personally, if a n*gga start f*cking my b*tch like that i would have to leave, n*ggas thought they could count me out, but i always got something up my sleeve, walk in this b*tch and shoot everybody like my name f*cking keanu reeves. f*ck that n*gga danny mullen i heard that n*gga’s a f*g too. i say what i want, i got a bag, and i ain’t signed no deal too, the only thing worse than one youtube n*gga is two, the only thing worse than two youtube n*ggas is three. i sip so much drink a n*gga could get high off my pee, if a n*gga want a feature then you know ima charge that n*gga a steep fee, f*ck sidetalk tv too, f*ck mike tyson too, yeah n*gga f*ck jidion too, yeah n*gga f*ck andrew callahan too, f*ck that n*gga st**zy kane too, f*ck that n*gga baylen levine, that n*ggas name sound dumb as f*ck and f*ck that n*gga adam22

rxknephew
(verse 10)
ima walk in like f*ck everybody, swear to god, i’ll slap everybody, i got drugs ima tax everybody, f*ck you everybody and who you associate with, you wanna box call back y’all squabble, feel like like dababy where’s my bottle, they moving like city girls the milano, n*gga taking pictures like he ice spice, k!ll a n*gga for the right price, i hope they know they walking on black ice. f*ck mike tyson, f*ck dj khalid, f*ck lil wayne, shoutout to lil tim, i jump out the cut like lil tim, my next merch gonna be a picture of lil tim. more waffles than pnb rock, i would’ve doordashed if i was pnb rock, i make pb&j and cook rock, i’m really rocking n*ggas snot box, step in that b*tch like, based god, pnb died i was like based god, he was not thinking about based god, got k!lled for f*cking with based god, free them n*ggas who k!lled pop smoke, free that n*gga c*mack, add up to (?) don’t know how to act, i got a hundred and i’m not wack
lemme get back to these youtube n*ggas, i just can’t be not a youtube n*gga, they be sneaking like a youtube n*gga, clout chasing i’m used to n*ggas, i’m on molly like future n*gga, i’m back rapping about lil tim, they like why you keep mentioning lil tim, cause i wanna be like lil tim. jump out of nowhere like lil tim, k!ll for my homie like lil tim, white hoe wanna blame me like i’m lil tim, malcolm x wish he was lil tim, he should’ve jumped out the cut like lil tim, i advise everybody to move like lil tim, i’m not going out like lil reese, i’m going out like lil tim. what if pop smoke had lil tim, what if pnb rock had lil tim, what if nipsey hustle had lil tim, everybody in the world need a lil tim, k!ll a n*gga at the club like lil tim, come home from a body like lil tim, i’m him, himothy, b*tch, i’m him, himmy neutron, lil tim, rxknephew, lil tim, i got more hoes than bad bunny. sneako be moving like bad bunny, tell your fans i got mad money, n*gga running around think he andrew tate, he a booty bandit, that n*gga g*y. guess what, he cannot fight the thirty, they stank stale and they dirty
f*ck all that clout, i grind for this, 25 to life do time for this, rob the plug no consignment sh*t, cocaine f*cking up the sinuses. i cannot wine and dine a b*tch, konch and heckler, that’s the kind i’m with, bring your friend i’m tryna f*ck all of em, my next b*tch gon’ be named maria. cook my chicken right, maria, find the moncler carpeta, i walk in looking like vegeta, stomp on his face still got no creases, stomp you out with some supreme air forces, i made your b*tch pay for it, he like how you gonna mention my girl name? your b*tch and prostitution the same. i f*ck a b*tch off (?), i f*ck a b*tch a hundred and twenty dollars, got some good head, wasn’t a problem, they just streaming they don’t want no problems. diss the sh*t out a n*gga i don’t know, ask me why i did it your jaw broke, get on a flight i be coast to coast, tell you eat a d*ck while i’m making a toast
the koch and heckler slap boxing, not making a video or chatting about it, if i hurt them they go ratting about it, f*ck the industry no status about it, i fry an opp like calimari, thirty shots splash like kalahari, you cannot stay the night girl i’m sorry, neph the one brought guns to the party

brandon buckingham
(verse 11)
i just got up out the psych ward, i wrote these rhymes in the psych ward, i’m off the pills from the psych ward, i’ll go right back to the psych ward. oh, watch out, cum shots, two shots, two hours, maria’s mouth, golden showers, one shot, that hoe is back. another shot, sneako’s ass, i’ll l!ck shots like i’m john holmes, long d*ck like i’m john holmes, might break inside sneako’s home

christ dillinger
danny mullen sucked a man’s d*ck

this is true he sucked a man’s d*ck, how i know he sucked a man’s d*ck? leo told me he sucked a man’s d*ck. when you see me call the cops, better run, call the cops, ima break your arms, break both your thumbs and break your jaw call the cops. i’m fed up, i’ll go to jail, you can’t stop me ima go to jail, i grew up visiting jail, when i see them, i’ll go to jail. what’s his name? sneakooooo! i clapped his girl about a week ago, gave him nightmares he a sleepy hoe, he avoiding me like a sneaky hoe, hoe got ptsd, phil mcgraw is not a doctor so stop calling him dr. phil, andrew tate is a f*cking p*ssy he never took any red pill, his dad left him to play chess how the f*ck you think that made him feel

your own dad chose a board game over you i’d be f*cked up too, andrew callahan sh*t on a pillow, man why’d you sh*t on that pillow, who puts dookie on a pillow, who smears p**p on a pillow, he literally sh*ts where he f*cking sleeps, callahan is a f*cking creep, he would test positive for cocaine, he buys nosecandy from rxk, 115 mill street, belmont, massachusetts, that’s where i rest my head at so pull up if you wanna do sh*t, aw man, i gotta say is this, penguins sh*t eight times an hour, if mr. popper had them in his house that man must love sh*t, i’ma shoot rickey in the back like lloyd, f*ck hooli he is not my boy, danny mullen, you’re dumb and you’re g*y, mayo in hand, pull up and i spray, tiny ass d*ck it looks like some hay, leo f*cks dudes don’t care what they say, mudflap, you’re a fat b*tch, king croc, sucked his dad’s d*ck, just kidding cause he never met him, got the mayo ready pull up and i wet him

next up that b*tch austin, he switched up and it cost him, kid looks like a crackwh0re that adam22 f*cks on camera, adam’s just a businessman, his girl’s a hoe, she’s a businessman, his kids gon’ grow up real weird, but i don’t care he’s a businessman. next up hassan piper, f*ck her, never liked her, you know you’re scared of sam hyde and in self*defense, i hope you die, bussdown rollie avalance, amp kai’s raps are trash, i’ll smack that midget b*tch, pat him on his head like a little kid, send him off to school with a lunchbox, jidion gets giddy off his cumshot, jidion rides trends like he rides d*ck, two*faced fake friend little b*tch. (?) will get knocked out f*cked up instantly, you f*ckin weirdo, you can’t handle it, it’s not about truth it’s about money. what happened to quality over quantity, you’re a wanna*be sellout, maria is a sl*t, juliet looks like a f*cking man, someone tell sneako i got the mayo ready mark ass motherf*cker

(outro)
f*ck sneako, f*ck andrew callaghan, f*ck danny mullen, f*ck jidion, f*ck amp kai, f*ck st**zy kane, f*ck adam22, f*ck baylen levine, f*ck danny duncan, and f*ck nelk, you can all suck my f*cking d*ck. (?) ha, cold

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