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[Verse 1: Sunshine Christo]
You ain't smoking opps, what the fuck you talking about?
Lil ass kids living in they momma house
Zoomer ass kids needa stay in school
Fxggotwxb niggas thinkin' that they is cool
Hanging with Goth, the SwipeBandit
You be sitting down cause you can't stand it
Splash on a bitch, splash like Atlantic
Nut on her face, I am not romantic
Dirtmobb army, rockin' with the dirtbags
Swamp said kill the scene here I am
Hanging with Russianz, shoutout Smokke 'fucking' Staxkk
Tryna take my flow, nigga give it back
Niggas don't wanna grind, they want a life hack
Put in some time, watch the views stack
Whenever I lost money, I made it back
I can't be a buster, no never that

[Bridge: Sunshine Christo]
Ay, ay
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay

[Verse 2: Sunshine Christo]
You ain't smoking opps, what the fuck you talking about?
Lil ass kids living in they momma house
Zoomer ass kids needa stay in school
Fxggotwxb niggas thinkin' that they is cool
Hanging with Goth, the SwipеBandit
You be sitting down cause you can't stand it
Splash on a bitch, splash like Atlantic
Nut on hеr face, I am not romantic
Dirtmobb army, rockin' with the dirtbags
Swamp said kill the scene, so here I am
Hanging with Russianz, shoutout Smokkestaxkk
Tryna take my flow, nigga give it back
Niggas don't wanna grind, they want a life hack
Put in some time, watch the views stack
Whenever I lost money, you know I made it back
I can't be a buster, no never that

[Refrain: Sunshine Christo]
You ain't smoking opps, what the fuck you talking about?
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
So fucking tired

[Verse 3: $wipeBanditGøth]
Dirtmobb coolin', I be with the dirtbags
Ay, bitch sno I'm cold, bitch sno' I'm real
Watch me hang ten, hang ten when I surf
Overseas, high seas, all the waves getting tricky
Do you sno what I saw in that crystal ball
Let the curtains fall, let the curtains fall down
We gon' let the curtains call
Can't trust my soldiers, it get janky in the war
I got my pitbulls out, so please do not approach them
I got my pitbulls out, so they finna turn some shit into [?]
Just a young nigga like me cause I hopped out the boat
Flying overseas, bitch know I'm cool like Columbus on a boat
Better learn your history, was perplexed by the white people from Europe
It landed on the continent and all they seen was blacks and Asians
Scandalous continue to have Asian tribes when they betrayed us
But first I'ma tell you about the black conquistadors
The black Europeans were surely some shooters
We gon' pull up fully and we gon' trick the indigenous
Shout outs to the back to my Indians ripping spines out
[?] I'm just a double o from the suburbs
Was posted at the park, politickin' tryna rob sumn
White boy he so scandalous, he gon' pull up with the long bow
.557 shell catchers, got the bullets from the hills [?]
With bone shottas and I smell a couple jack boys
We was posted at the park and nigga we ain't even have a gun
Niggas on iPhones, too many iPhones off the let go
Now they hot, gotta let em' go
Made off on my jet skis, they say I got a 4.40 R Dash
Parklane bully but I'm really from the Parklane though
Boy always tryna kill somebody, I don't really like to hang out with D Boy
Real Park bully, I'm really one the last of my kind
Was posted up with D Boy and we ain't have sno gun
Robbin' with sno' fun stick
Got your merchandise, run off the plug for some ounces
The way the burbs made me, nigga I'll even kill an Indian
But my third eye open, I'm tryna save the indigenous
I can tell you all them black people brought them white people from Europe
Then the black Europeans was out there killing Indians

[Verse 4: $wipeBanditGøth]
Avenge the dead natives, they ancestors was ripping hearts out
My third eye janky, I don' turned into a warlock now
Double O scandalous, he tried to shoot me in my back
I could tell you about the cheaters, the fucking back stabbers
Tried to leave me in the deep end
All well, I just double back and bleed 'em
The shit too scandalous, why did I have to be the prophet
Gothmann came with the teachers and the document
But he sound like a scientist
Play with Dr. Frankenstein and he finna empty the full clip
In the forecast it's raining bullets, yo pussy ass shoulda checked the weather
But Goth kid's mad and my life's really Gothic
Finna hit the mall, nigga I'm looking for some goth bitches
Finna hit the club, yeah I'm looking for some goth thots
The white boys mad, they say a nigga you not even goth
Talking about fashion, my life really Gothic
Hanging with the nerd homie from Spongebob
The shiesty burb when he pull up with the escalade truck as big as a Ford F150
My shady shooter robbed a nerd homie, sent his ass back to the Bikini Bottom
Like damn, so sleazy, I told you not to rob him
Feel like I'm sorry you caught me loafing, but I had to send his ass back to the Bikini Bottom with Spongebob
And Patrick
Dirtmobb coolin', yeah I sno a couple dirtbags
I'm from the Parklane, can't you tell from all the scars on my back
Living on double o, it's get shadier than a Rothschild
007, they shoulda recruited us in the CIA
But you sno I hate freemasons
Double o business, they shoulda recruited us in the Navy
Salute me or shoot me nigga I ain't even in the Army
All this fucking water, I could fucking drown in Navy
Bitch sno' I'm cold, bitch sno' I'm real
Swaggin' on a bitch now a bitch call me dad
Big Western flow, shit's like a cowboy
Buy her with the ol' Wester
In the canyon with a shell catcher
By some werewolves and some vampires
Flame stick bigger than Dante's pistol
Flame stick bigger than Ebony and Ivory
Scandalous and conniving, just a young nigga like the first time I could remember, hopped off the boat
Was just a young nigga, fourteen, sliding overseas
Nigga grow older and then the story get wicked
Hop off the boat and we killing Indians, it was black Europeans that brought them white people
Lost all the continents and we even lost Africa
And they claiming we all from Africa

[Verse 5: $wipeBanditGøth]
Hanging with the dirt gang, I can tell you about the dirt bags
Sorry bout that [?]
That bitch won't quit it
Bitch know I'm cold
Bitch won't call, hit my line
They say I'm Benjamin, bitch won't go away
Shoutout Swampkill, and the producers
Bloodlines in treachery, the game get wicked
Tried to steady the carbon, they try to find the life hacks
Past games is stupid, tryna turn into robots
Tryna convert into cyborgs
Scientifically they do not have a soul but we still tried to help them
Now they ass tryna turn into robots
But the [?] bigger than some shit from my rap
But the Parklane shadier than that
Look at my back, that's where I was stabbed at
I came like the [?] from [?]
Shit too scandalous you should sit down in my history class
And I bust the streets but there's sno love in return
Acting ignorant with the government
And a flamed out winter in the Citgo
But icy cold, so heartless all summer
Bullets rain and shit, you better check the weather
Bullets raining, pussy ass nigga shoulda checked the forecast
Glock go Jackie Chan, Bruce Lee, and shit like that
Haha, the bitch get to kicking
Black Belt Kung-Fu Tournament champion status
Y'all sno' I don't love the rapping
I was just tryna get the real history in my classroom
From the Parklane, I'll even kill an Indian
But my thugs often too janky, tryna sell the indigenous