Trash panda

Myyyyy
Flow is bipolar bitch
Hard like a boulder is
Gotta disorder, called zerofuckitis
I give the cold shoulder, um
Dark like a smoker lung
Need some petroleum jelly you the driest
Closed up your sinuses
Sick without viruses
Call me your highness cuz I am a prince
They tryna question me, I give no hints
So they actin’ sus around me ever since
Blacklisted, I ain’t never grabbed an ass and kissed it
I ain’t never been a rat, no snitchin’
Fuck with me and you’ll be bashed in minutes
Shanе Dawson and a cat-positioned
Shit’s crazy, I’m mothafuckin’ kid maybe
You ain’t nothing but a piss baby
Give no fucks, plеase get off of my dick and nuts
Uppercuts you’ll get a fistful of, uh
Shit’s so vulgar, uh huh
I’ll never let you hold controller, uh huh
Aye
Flow bipolar, uh huh
I’m not a model, I don’t fuck with posers Uh huh, okay like
Fuck out my DMs, don’t wanna kick a bitch knee in
Really there’s no point competin’
Even the opps all agreein’
I’ll make an album, delete it
No hoe, I don’t need a reason
I’m Louis Louis, I’m Ian
I’m Mr. Bedroom, you’re sleepin’
I’m in the penthouse, I freaked it
Wait pause
Up in this bitch like tampons
Please don’t test me I’m not a Scantron
Flow so cold I feel like Jack Frost (brr)
Or chili peppers that’s red hot, I can’t stop
I’m so drippy, I got the tea so I splash hot
Slurrin’ words and cursin’ never cat call
Bitches love me I’m fillin’ tummies with balisongs

I hit a lick like Swiper, uh
Pataclaun Radio my shirt, uh
It’s the return of the panda, aye
Black and white fit make you stand up, aye
Break necks, bitch bow down uh
Trample on bodies then bounce out uh
Try me get folded like laundry, aye
Put on a show no Degrassi, aye, aye
People love to see it
Pullin’ up and now you fuckin’ bleedin
Red wine all you fuckin’ leakin’
Like you drunk and heated
Talkin’ shit now you got trouble breathin’
Hopin’ that you had enough of me bitch
What in the fuck were you thinkin’
Try it next time Ima bring a whole team in
You must be fucked in head tryna test me
No peace with us, no handin’ out Pepsi, aye, uh
No Kendall Jenner, or model hoe
If you don’t want pop, then you want the smoke
Get jumped get hopped like a frog or toad
Frogs in your throat, you’re quiet now!!!
Better pipe it down, whenever I’m around
If there’s no curb, you better bite the ground
I’ll give you more scars than your eye can count, lil bitch

You fucked up, bitch you got a death wish
What’s wrong? this ain’t what you expected
Don’t run, now there isn’t an exit
So long, you’ll be off with your head quick
You fucked up, bitch you got a death wish
What’s wrong? this ain’t what you expected
Don’t run, now there isn’t an exit
So long, you’ll be off with your head quick
You fucked up, bitch you got a death wish
What’s wrong? this ain’t what you expected
Don’t run, now there isn’t an exit
So long, you’ll be off with your head quick
You fucked up, bitch you got a death wish
What’s wrong? this ain’t what you expected
Don’t run, now there isn’t an exit
So long