S.O.B. by Money Making Sace Lyrics

[Intro]

HA, aye
They gonna’ wanna’ ban me for this one
Nytemare, we done fucked up
We done fucked up
Oh my God, they gonna, wanna’ ban me for this one
Look
BOW
Me and Nytemare like Batman and Superman bitch
You pick who which one
You fucking bitch
Fucking whore
Woah
Hey, Hey, Hey

[Verse 1]

Big Sace, mon-ney making
Dave Blaney type of floss, when I fuck my foreign
You a bitch, you a hoe
And I fucked yo’ step-mom
Would’ve fucked yo’ momma, but you look like the whore
At yo’ front door, trespassing all that
Yes I am fuckin’ faded, slap the (gun cock) like a gnat
Bitch!
R.I.P. X, on a kill streak bitch
LSM on my fist, my just fist a white bitch
[Chrous]

Crash it, crash it, crash it, crash it
Crash it, crash it, crash it, crash it
Flash quick, flash quick, flash quick, flash quick
Flash quick, flash it
What

Ahhhhhhhh!

[Verse 2]

Gone with the wind, more like gone with yo’ bitch
Bitch I dropped my shit in Europe, and it woke you fucks up
Yes I love my bloody fans, going stupid going nuts
I’m just waiting on the vid
Please Brittany, please Trump
This my motherfucking diary, boy I’m cutting up
All them bruises on her knees, and she never won the World Cup

[Outro]

OneTakeShawty
You fuckin’ bitch
Yea
Bow