know me (flaming turd 8) - flaming turd lyrics
[intro]
running it back now
running it running it back now
i never lack now
running it running it back now
b-tch i’m the goat now
pvc pipe got a booth now
b-tch i’m the goat now
pvc pipe got a booth now
[verse 1: d0uble-d]
hit cha’ with the back handa’
can’t hang with the pandas
construction team build a banda’
leave it all to me like miranda
i selling that white in thailanda’
my d-ck game bernie sanders
i selling that white in thailanda’
my d-ck game bernie sanders
sipping on spade as i twist my wrist
gaining accolades while all y’all try to diss
iced out wrist 3 pointer-never miss
bend over b-tch give my d-ck a kiss
[chorus: d0uble-d]x2
sitting in my 2 3’s
going double ot
sitting all pretty with my pants with a teepee
still a f-cking og sn-tching off panties
motherf-cker know me…
know me
[verse 2: g-sp0t]
i was the world’s youngest point guard
b-tch i’m repping rec’ league
started young so i go hard
ask your b-tch she knows me
ask your b-tch she blows me
selling sh-t but i’m no fiend
2 3s on the court and i’m ballin ft
ya girl can’t leave cause she’s coming on me
i never od
tell her, “hoe please”
too slow for me
just grab the d
you know me
not the old me
she told me
“now f-ck me g”
so go deep
don’t stop for me
a quick squeeze
on your knees
i’m featured d
p in the v
you know me
on the court, cross-over like caitlyn
smoking gr-ss, i smell bacon
ain’t got no cash, worn out asics
simple sh-t, i’m going back to basics
real deal, i couldn’t fake this
oral exam, b-tch i aced it
see this d-ck?bend over and taste it
face it
[verse 3: fun size]
don’t call me small. i’m pet-te
call me a nerd, i’ll break ya t–th
f-ck your b-tch, i’ll make her queef
rolling papers, take out the leaf
steal from me, i’ll shank your b-tthole
lick it good, i’ll make you nut hoe
i may be short
like 4’11
but i still got those double melons
puffing scooby snacks
can i get a “ruh roh”?
top of my cl-ss
but i don’t give a f-ck tho
uh oh
you know
i don’t take slow
know me
blow me
don’t want d-ck like moby
with this shallow b-tch i got into a fight
but i was b-lls deep in her mom last night
goteeeeeem
chorus x2
[verse 4: d0uble-d]
flexing
on these
hoes
like i’m
sweating hard at
work
(pause)
flexing
in the
whip
all you
finna’
hear is…
skrrt
imma’ grab the rhythm when i see it
imma’ f-ck your b-tch you know i mean it
got her wetter than a puddle
and we plotting in the huddle
all the b-tches wanna cuddle?
y’all be f-cking with my verses cause they hot like
(woah)
y’all be asking prices now cause we hot like
(ooh)
motherf-ckers didn’t know that we was hot, huh
y’all was sleeping on us, now we at the top, yeah
we ain’t f-cking with the haters so unless you gonna’ cater
don’t be sticking ’round our town or we gon’ pop y’all
got b-tches on my d-ck like
(hallelujah)
and they make me come quick like
(ahhhh)
he be coming through quick and he trying act slick but
you know he got the bars days
this boy spit hot sh-t, he never gon’ stop sh-t
and he emanates ultralight rays
[verse 5: m4l]
get out of my way
i’m fixin slay
burst out with the flames like a flambé
and no i’m not another mc so lets
fry the gossip right now like a sauté
no i’m not bombae’
bittersweet like beyonce
but my word taste picante
inferno like dante
this verse is daunting
the past tracks forgotten
like a ghost in a house and it’s haunting
this verse will be void of flaunting
talking ’bout things that everyone’s wanting
cause these boys
so quick
to admit
that the sh-t
that they get
is to trick
to make em feel sick
trying to find a clique where they fit
trying get swole, should’ve worn a fitbit
can’t find themselves so they rather submit
but buying your friends, untagged, that ain’t it
criss-crossed, eating like rick ross
our times knit with shows on nick
kraft marconi
xbox, no sony
this is my squad
where’s yours? i need you to show me
can’t recall, then call ’em all phony
man-man who you calling homie?
but you know me
uh
chorus x2
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