Cool Glasses (Explicit)

[Intro: Lil Scxars]
No way, is this a Hey Arnold type beat?
People say I do look like the black kid from it (Oh my God, they killed Kenny!)
(You bastard)

[Verse 1: Lil Scxars]
I be makin' dough like every single day
Pull up on your auntie, then pull up on your bae
You tell me you're a furry, I gotta run away
In a couple minutes, I got a date with Beyoncé, ayy
Got a lemon juicer, I spit game to my tutor
She came to my crib, and I tickled on her pooter
I like to play games on my school computer
But I do not vape, because I'm not a loser
I got cool glasses, and I wear them all the time
You got a quarter back, but I only had dimes
Like every time I speak, the words always rhyme
We chillin' in Bahamas, sippin' on the lemon lime
I got cool glasses, you already freakin' know
We're still at the bottom, but you know we're gonna grow
She came to my bedroom, I sucked on her toes
And I still got Kool-Aid all in my nose
I'm blowin' up like Saudi Arabia
You ugly as frick, Hotel Transylvania
My flow is so sick, not talking chlamydia
It's me and Sewer Rat, we countin' up these fifties, yuh

[Verse 2: Lil Sewer Rat]
Fuck on yo' bitch, stick my dick in her colon
I need a damn drink, on the rocks like I'm rollin'
I'll beat on my dick twenty times, now it's swollen
She wanna fuck me, but I think my dick stolen
She wanna fuck, so I'm tellin' her "Okay"
Piss on my mouth, now it's tastin' like O.J
Hit from the back, now get outta my damn place
Eat yo' bitch ass, and it's tastin' like fish flake
Talkin' on my name 'til I pull up with the dagger
I'ma hit you with the moves 'cause I'm feelin' like I'm Jagger
I got fifty dollar clothes, bitch I'm wearin' hella swagger
Pussy talkin' shit, he gon' go ghost like he zxgger

[Verse 3: Lil Scxars]
Ayy, I'm 'bout to snap, not talkin' 'bout Thanos
I wanted to hit, but I saw she was a transphobe
I just wanna sit back and lick on a froyo
And shawty wanna call me, call me on banana phone
Ayy, I'm blowin' up like a bomb, they can't stop me
And fun fact, Kanye West is a Nazi
We plant bombs, spray them down, a kamikaze
Smokin' on these plants, smokin' on the broccoli
Pullin' up, I got cool glasses
I don't pay attention, I'm failin' all my classes
If you mess with me, I'ma get my assassins
I got your girl in my crib, she back scratchin'