BOWLING - christmas distrack

[Verse 1: docter rorp]
You're too fucking mobile
I'm kidding, I'm trolling
Bitch, I'll take your ass bowling
Bitch, I'll fuck your bitch like I'm bowling
Bitch, I'll stick my dick in your bitch like I'm bowling
Bitch, you're mobile like I'm motherfuckin' bowling
Fuckin' your bitch, we're bowling
Fuckin' your bitch, I'm bowling
Bitch, I'm trollin' your bitch
Yeah, fuckin' up your bitch
Fuck that bitch up in the ass like I'm bowling, ahh

[Interlude: docter rorp]
Hold up, hold up
Hey, engineer? Producer?
Can I get the beat switch in here?
Like, right around the sector, this portion, this footprint, the section
That's that good shit
That, that shit's what I'm motherfuckin' talkin' about
Aye, aye, aye, aye, yuh
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, okay, okay

[Verse 2: docter rorp]
Boy am I thankful, Christmas
Fuckin' bitches
Chris is the boy, and animal fries taste delicious
Sittin' eatin' boys, but they stay too mobile
I was fuckin' killing Yannis, I'll choke him, he stepped on my Forces
How is that for your sneak diss, I'll fucking burn you you disgusting fuck
I'll fucking kill you
Fuckin' your bitch and I don't know what to do
Fuckin' your bitch and it's Christmas, too
Kill people, burn shit, fuck school
I'm not coming, I aimed and smeared it on her boobs
Salaar, your dad's a great driver, I loved him
And you used too much low pass filter you fucking bitch
I'll fucking kill you and drink all your NyQuil
Then piss on you in the car, cherry up your pants so it looks like you pissed yourself
I'll fucking kill RJ, he lives in California
Boy, I'd love to go to an old, good old-fashioned, uh, land
What am i now? I'll fucking stab you bitch
Aye, fucking kill yung dimitri, he's a fucking bitch
I'll slice open his throat and fill it with rubber cement
Bitch

[Verse 3: Kurimuzon]
Fuckin' that bitch, like I be bowlin'
Christmas is back, heads will be rolling
Eating my breakfast, drinking the nog
Sink those bastards, they're more like little dogs
Yannis, Britten, RJ, call it a menagerie
The three all together make a catastrophe
Con inviters come in and lying baiters
We aren't haters, just eat taters
Shout out to my girl Natoxia

[Verse 4: White Chocolate Cars]
Fuckin' your bitch like I'm bowlin'
'Cause, G*d damn, you know that we're bowlin'
It's Christmas, time for some hips
You know that we're fuckin' bowlin'
It's a trio of friends forever who love to eat bagels
Han, rorp, and Carson [?] Nagel
Yes, that was a self-dox, bitch!
It's a season of hoistin' people up
But some of these buzz-bizzers bringin' people down
Shout out to the Pokémon anime blast sleep over
Hey, good luck to Yannis, RJ, or Britten gettin' invited over
Fuckin' your bitch like I'm bowlin'
'Cause, G*d damn, you know that we're bowlin'

[Outro]
Hi
Mama Mia!