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this is me, flexing on your bitch ass. - pizza boy. lyrics

[verse]
first thing first, ‘guess i gotta argue with drake
‘cause f-ck gettin’ offline, that ain’t part of my day
i got twitter on lock, soundcloud poppin’, ‘tube poppin’
f-ck your tumblr, b-tch, i create; ain’t no rebloggin’
i was runnin’ blogspot back in 2010
real sad sh-t, now every m-th-f-cka’ c-walkin’
you ain’t blue, b-tch, cheer the f-ck up
my suicide attempt was very real, not a cute stunt
this is not a contest, though
this is not a circle tearjerk, just know, being weird hurt
being real hurt
being real hurt; bled, so that you could pop sh-t from a steel perch i built?
‘f-ck you mean, ho?
i was runnin’ through the 6 with my 17 woes
now ya’ boy glo’d… but i ain’t up
yet, if you turn on the tv, you can watch a n-gga load
eons in my hand, pennin’ timeless songs
if you ain’t watchin’ what i’m doin’, your time is wrong
fan in 30 minutes, or the tape is free
but you’re hater if you don’t want a taste of me
no pause, suck my breadstick, no t–th
seems like pizza is the hottest in the street
and i’m still delicious even if i cool off
it’s just a personal preference that i bother with the heat
d-mn, they hopin’ that i burn myself
but they want the technique, wanna learn it theyself
but they can’t work the oven like me, flip it like me
don’t make me be a murderous chef
yeah, “wonderful sausage”; “heads of beef”
“what’s cookin’”, in the kitchen like christopher reeve
this a dangerous soup, i’m dr. vink
f-ckin’ right, i did it, i ain’t coppin’ a plea
f-ck naw, i ain’t coppin’ a plea
if they say they’re makin’ fire, then they’re copying me
that’s the only way to see it, only way to view it
these m-th-f-ckas out here re-makin’, they ain’t makin’ music
they ain’t makin’ art, they just tracin’
and before you call me out for the same, understand that i’m just on here demonstratin’
stuntin’ ain’t hard, it’s just everybody’s favorite
just a bad habit in this rap habitation
well, f-ck this place, i’ma build a new nation
nah, i’ma build a new globe; chiselin’ this b-tch
and this brand new thang only spinnin’ when i spit
yeah, ‘bout to fit these rappers with the valentine chip
let ‘em k!ll each other when my hand hit the desktop
oh, you so mad, oh, i know you had to flip
i’m rollin’ like rick, i’m a troll, give me fresh socks
my sh-t soaked, water under the bridge
only you still thirsty to come at the kid
drink a c-mshot through a straw, no ice; through with y’all
i don’t understand why the f-ck they keep recruitin’ y’all
you f-ckin’ clone; ain’t nothin’ new with y’all
i k!ll one of y’all, in come two of y’all
sh-t, i might as well sp-wn camp
but you should know pizza boy. forever do what y’all can’t

- pizza boy lyrics

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