Typical Rap Song 7

[Intro]
Woah

[Verse 1]
Bust so many brains (Yeah)
Nah, I ain't street, I'm just crazy (Oh, oh)
Pain couture, pour it on my fangs (Ahh)
Yeah, AP Plain Jane, for me (Yeah)
Look at my denim, Undercover jeans (Okay)
(Oh, oh) Had to turn up all these broke boys
I'm on tour, bought that bitch a sex toy, nigga (Hahaha)
Boy, don't cry, it's alright, got Bstroy (Okay)
No, I'm not no fuckin' goddamn Destroy, nigga (Okay)
When I throw on black, this ain't Rick, ooh (Ooh)
Told that monster, "Get the fuck out my pic'," yeah
Peinture sayin' that I don't exist, yeah
Cry me a river, you ain't got no vision (Oh, oh, oh)
What'd I say? CC on my lens, uh
20/20 vision on my bitch, she sick (Oh, oh, oh)
Did surgery on my car, hop in (Yeah)

[Bridge]
Hop in
Did surgery on my car, hop in (Oh)
Huh, pink guts on my seats, hop in
(Oh, oh) Cut the top off like I'm on LiveLeak, nigga
Like I'm on LiveLeak
Drop top, top, like I'm on LiveLeak
Top off, like I'm on LiveLeak, yeah, yeah, huh, huh
Like I'm on LiveLeak, yeah (Yeah)

[Verse 2]
Cut the top off like I'm on LiveLeak
You ain't got no [?] tellin' me where my time (Yeah)
Baby girl, come with me, wanna catch a vibe? (Yeah)
Told that nigga, “Shit not sweet, it's not lemon lime”
Pardon me, wrist on freeze, nigga's just changing the climate (Oh, oh, oh)
Uh, where yo' mommy? You just wah-wah
You a baby, baby, baby, nigga, on Muay Thai
Florida shit, nigga waste a man hit, and then got tired (Ah, ah)
R.I.P. XXX, wish the young nigga was alive (Oh, oh, oh)
Shout out all my haters like baby bitch [?] and I'm on timing
Spend that black rack, I'm on demon— nah, demon time (Oh, oh, oh)
I ain't talkin' bad 'bout no devil, nigga just like my [?]
Uh, what you talkin' 'bout?

[Outro]
Oh, oh, oh
(Ooh, ooh)