Spread by Bass Millionaire Lyrics
Fuck going to college, I'm an allstar rap maker
Lazy ass flows, you just some pro level nap takers
Fuck a bitch now, then have the balls to ask her later
If she saw me last week throwing these balls at both her neighbors
Front the same offers, get ten brand new takers
Like a solid fucking snake, but not voiced by David Hayter
Haters bound to copy me 'cause I am a rhinocerous
Can't keep the fly off of me, that would be proposterous
(Oh, you wanna floss with this?)
Go get your fucking toothpaste
Cap on lines you behind the bars that you waste
Who's my team, a solo rap demon
Demon worthy tracks, scheming for an early snag
Skimask on to hide my lack of masculine features
Rapping for the creatures that my sixth grade teacher thought my
Grammer was beneath her
Fuck that, these holy ghosts lyrics bring the spirit back
Spitting qtips clear out that earache with some real raps
Back on track and you can understand half of it
But still got the sense to know the other 50's passionate
Jesus Christ this track is crucified, the way I'm nailin' it
I'm on some fucking tigerblood, your heart must have a snail in it
Between the tortoise and the hare, fuck it I'm am both of these
Slow the rap down or speed the beat up 'til it's close to me
Nah, don't get too close to me, I'll bite your fucking lips off
Can't even speak to call it heads, you know who gets to kick off
Little football faggots, meet the king of the game
Have a bitch bent over, hunchback of Notre Dame
Fuck a gamechanger, this game will always stay the same
I'm just the one who's winning now, you've got no one else to blame
Defending my shit fiercely against you eyebrow piercings
Tongue inside a bitches ear so I know she can hear me
Gold lip ring the way I spit it like it's alchemy
Got no metal arms, but I've got philosophic talents, G
(Oh shit, I'm fucking over it
Oh shit, I'm fucking over it)
Lazy ass flows, you just some pro level nap takers
Fuck a bitch now, then have the balls to ask her later
If she saw me last week throwing these balls at both her neighbors
Front the same offers, get ten brand new takers
Like a solid fucking snake, but not voiced by David Hayter
Haters bound to copy me 'cause I am a rhinocerous
Can't keep the fly off of me, that would be proposterous
(Oh, you wanna floss with this?)
Go get your fucking toothpaste
Cap on lines you behind the bars that you waste
Who's my team, a solo rap demon
Demon worthy tracks, scheming for an early snag
Skimask on to hide my lack of masculine features
Rapping for the creatures that my sixth grade teacher thought my
Grammer was beneath her
Fuck that, these holy ghosts lyrics bring the spirit back
Spitting qtips clear out that earache with some real raps
Back on track and you can understand half of it
But still got the sense to know the other 50's passionate
Jesus Christ this track is crucified, the way I'm nailin' it
I'm on some fucking tigerblood, your heart must have a snail in it
Between the tortoise and the hare, fuck it I'm am both of these
Slow the rap down or speed the beat up 'til it's close to me
Nah, don't get too close to me, I'll bite your fucking lips off
Can't even speak to call it heads, you know who gets to kick off
Little football faggots, meet the king of the game
Have a bitch bent over, hunchback of Notre Dame
Fuck a gamechanger, this game will always stay the same
I'm just the one who's winning now, you've got no one else to blame
Defending my shit fiercely against you eyebrow piercings
Tongue inside a bitches ear so I know she can hear me
Gold lip ring the way I spit it like it's alchemy
Got no metal arms, but I've got philosophic talents, G
(Oh shit, I'm fucking over it
Oh shit, I'm fucking over it)