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scypher - don wild lyrics

-mumbling-

eric zukauskas, on snapchat, you already know

ya’ll already knowin thaaaaaaat i’m
about to be goin iiiiiiin on
all y’all -sses ready? aaaaaaaaand
no ones safe, man i’m talkin 1 thru 27

ya, okay

and i’m startin off with little dan vargas, no that’s litty dan vargas
bro yo -ss look lik a garden gnome
“ay, ¿how are ya homes?” creepin all around the home
drinkin outa cups, fulla spit, made a styrofoam

aye, and talkin bout creeping, how bout that carter jones?
f-ckin on the third floor in the middle of a darty yoo?
he was just workin and f-ckin pumping out that cardio
i’m bouta flow right away from this rapey scenario

get one thing straight, f-ck a scare crow
lookin like big bird, you’re half way there, yo
lyin out his nose like pinocchio
i’m hopin fo a fiend of that juul cuz i’m a smoker yo
ya i’m f-ckin trashing on that boy jack smith
lemme get a rip, man that’s some wack sh-t
this is just the start, f-ckin, this is just a fragment
you ain’t heard ya f-ckin name ya better start to panic

god d-mnit i muhf-ckin hate this sh-t man i can’t stand it
i been all over the world and i been all around the planet
i ain’t never met n0body that was quite as nice as jaret
and the vegetable he most resembles emulates is a carrot

yeah n0bodies safe n0body wit me
im riding solo b-tch, so f-ck lane tech and whitney
(i could) i could give a sh-t if we was from the same city
i’m gon still gon roast gon your -ss and you gon still get f-ckin sh-tty
f-ck a packers fan f-ck you bodie
f-ck yo bum -ss man thinkin u was kobe (b-tch)
f-ck garage band, i edit this adobe
and i said f-ck em 3x, shouts out my man og

f-ck a packers fan f-ck you strodie
always f-cking talking and won’t ever leave alone me
and my boy obsessed man i’m talkin club g.o.t but
strode’s a really m-th-f-ckin solid roommate, lowkey

yaaaaaaaaatches brah, elrite in this b-tch
sippin natty light, smokin cannabis
you thought he was average you don’t know the half of it
“bro i’m not a virgin i just choose to practice abstinence”

alright, i’m bouta flame on brett baron
…
uhhh, he’s jewish and he, he plays lacrosse

yeah you heard right muhhf-cka
every liveout meal always see yo -ss at suppa and
the pc president used to be ya lova
but you’re never ever allowed to use hard r, tumba

flowin on this beat this f-ckin beat im tearin
next up on this sheet i’ma roast bherron (bo bo bo bo boy boy)
what the f-ck are those and what the f-ck u wearin
oh sh-t, that’s right, nothin, snapchat, d-ckpic blarin

booi witcho scrawny f-ckin c-cky -ss
sometimes i wanna slap you like it was a hockey p-ss
i am about to smash on that b-tch jessica
and i also f-cked that b-tch before you had s-x wit her

woooooooooooooooh, jp!
f-ckin k!llin all these b-tches and i fidget all these twitches haven’t done it in a minute man i’m feelin lazy
but you kinda lame as f-ck lookin like a donald duck and you prolly shoulda been a fall kid, bailey
and you bouta get p-ssed bouta hit you with a diss cus i stole yo lady from kd

god d-mn. i went in on a man
and i been had a plan, fuh my life up every day pop a xan
p-ssin all on myself and my zia-fran
gabe wecht get wrecked you get no rep, this is yo death you should accept game 7 swept 4th quarter throw a mothaf-ckin interception

have not mentioned, not even one time yet, my ao
but i was fourth and dude was fifth and now he likes to lay low
jacob wally wally wally wally in his wally world
never ever comes out ever really i don’t even curr

joe boy doe boy, he got that dope boy magic
and he might be my home boy that don’t change that he a f-ggot
lookin like a looney tuney, joe boy sippin juicyfruity
f-ck her right in the p-ssy, then put it in that p–py booty

yeah baby -n-l s-x, we’ont f-ck with v-g-n-l
but speakin v-g-n-l, i’m apt to yap on bradible
brad you eatin p-ssy well i guess you must be cannibal
all three lines have said v-g-n- so i’ll mention cameltoe

“hey, dude you’re really pr-noying me”
who’s the new pr-noy? no, where’s the old soli?
richest man alive, before i turn 35, but
first i gotta figure out which parents car i’ll drive

bububububububrbrbbrbr it’s gettin hot in here
we takin chops in hur, and i’m bouta flame on bryce ber
nuclee-er wer, fly boy save us till the world ends
he f-ck rando’s every night despite he got a girlfriend

man that some rural sh-t, on some my names earl sh-t
or trailer park boys i don’t know which reference you’re preferring
“sh-t, julian! i don’t wanna go to jail”
hank never f-cks his brothers he too busy f-ckin whales

you know it says something when the only way you score poon is with a harpoon
“chris where’d you meet your lady?” “well i was fishing off of the pontoon”
howe and henry have somethin in common: both got whales on deck
and i would say that chris was a neck -ss but he dont even have a neck

smokin so much weed, i ain’t met a dude chiller
than my m-th-f-ckin homeboy, kurry miller
cop the loud, 10 a g, thats ma drug dealer
but like the worst pledge ever, imagine eko but vanilla

“ooh sh-t, ekonyan, home boy is ma dude -ss”
ain’t tryna be rude -ss but eko ain’t run too fast
slow -ss h-ll, down the court, fouled and some free throws
everybody say it with me: trash -ss eko

y’all thought i forgot about the president?
y’all know i’m only f-ckin rappin for the h-ll of it?
every-thang that to this f-ckin point i have been say-ing
has been jokes, but now i goes for rill cus he’s irrelevant
stephen – san jose – california – carbone – lookin like a skeleton
big man on, tough guy joe, but – really he so delicate
both you and johnny some virgin boys only he’s a celibate
and we see you grabbin on zukauskas – walkin like a elephant

well if it ain’t the p-ssy of em aller
bro he’s like 6’6, no i think he’s taller
dunk p-ss and shoot triple threat he’s a baller, he
fits in with the boys but he can’t fit into his collar
f-ckin huge, enormous, gigantic, that’s f-ckin big z
big zuk, get the boot, then he f-ck j king
boy you lookin like jaret boy you lookin like barrett
ugly skinny hairy long lanky -ss lookin like a f-ckin ferret

mother f-cker

yeah b-tch now im goin in on me
because whobody else has the go or the flow or the show to really go in roast seany
seany seany that wild donnie, can’t wake up without coffee always has to f-ckin pee and crutchin on my broken knee
has been scrawny never hit the gym
when i’m f-ckin talkin ain’t n0body listenin
gotta do my homework off that ritalin
can’t focus get it up o get intimate
shes had better, haven’t even f-cked since november
crotch burnin like an ember thought my finger was my member
and i’m ashamed to admit it might a hit it might a quit it i dunno all i know i was too drunk to remember
and i don’t ever leave my crib, except for din, domain gang and sh-t
f-ckin on yo b-tch, just kiddin, she wouldn’t let me hit
and yes i do talk sh-t, i cannot quit, i’m just too talented
f-ckin with my boys, that’s sigma rho, and we get after it
and we some savages, f-ckin round wit me and get hit with that one two three from zuk and steve after you can not breathe no please
find someone who doubts me me and my boys sniffin powdy
we the best pc this house has ever seen and now we outy

- don wild lyrics

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