Boredom On 4/20 by OG Fuzzy Beets Lyrics

[Intro]

Ninja

[Verse]

Granadilla eating niggas
Passion Killers
Model gripping
Throttle dick, uterus shifting
Lotta haters in the palm of my hand
I could crush em but this is not Candy
How I'm living ?
400 days in a split second
I don't fuck with vinyl
So I'm breaking records
About to cop a Tesla & a three storey
Mansion
Party boy shit
I'm Charlie Sheen in this bitch
HIV flow, check the CD4 count in this
Bitch
I was told I couldn't do it
Now I'm about to backflip on the switch
Check out the fonts
Boy that is Diner Fatt and Distant Galaxy
A nigga in
Life is a bitch and she give me head
Man I can feel my dick smashing on her
Chin
I'm chasing bread guess I'm ducking
The shots that these niggas be throwin'
At me on a daily
White girl hair type bars
You can hear when it drop when I spit
Man this shit is wavy
Surf that !! Hoe!!
As I murk that
Flow
And if I'm biting I'm a swallow
My stomach is hollow
I'm hungry for greatness you bitch
Taking my time like Casio hit the boy up
Like "Fuzzy we need some designs"
My verses are mines
Put my verse on every track
I promise my bars everlasting
Strange kinda soap Fuzzy
But I swear that shit kinda dope Fuzzy
Make lotta cake and a whole loaf Fuzzy
But you hot like you made a stove Fuzzy
[Outro]