Gince Villigan by The Real Ice Cream Man Lyrics

I'm a dirty mc
All the girlies come and see me when I'm on the scene
Making mad tracks fat stacks in my pocket back
Slip and slap get it back to black slack off then attack back
I loathe the slums with the bums
Who holyies nuns with automatic guns
Infinite funds, breaking thumbs cause it's fun bitch
Take this
A few racist and rapist out of sensitive training
Skills is high like I's blazing
Hit the back with the one strap black backpack full of stacks bitch
Swag this hard it's hard to find harder
Rap game marauder it's a slaughter White Walter
Randomly rambling mannequins with bandannas then mishandling dismantling panelling
To a random abandoned canon I was manning channeling Danny phantom couldn't stop this
Bandit then
Swagger fatter than Mick Jagger
Pitty patter from a shitty rapper that didn't matter
Mad as the mad hatter expectations shattered
Waring wars against worn warriors warrants warranty
Wardens warning warns you won't get the best of me
Welcome back to catch up I'm sitting back making fat stacks bumping rat pack
Imagine that the dragons back
Could annihilate tracks now get back
I'm the good you're the bad now who's that