DesireNamedStreetcar by Trifold Scully Lyrics
[Preverse]
I say no incel shall prosper
Ya'll rape women yet preach the gospel
[Verse 1]
Cut the weinstein credits off the pulp fiction poster
Call me another poster child
I’ll be hanging by the corners
Hopin kevin spacey got them bars when i press that muthafuckin yuppy
Never wanted twins so i put the cat in the cat
Something smelling fishy casey anthony gonna put those cats in the bath dawg
Thought i was a menace
Til i enrolled with dennis
Heard you on the cam for some quarters or some sick shit
Like some daughters
Big shot tuck that cannon like a rebel bitch
Never shallow with the tips
From a place where they put a hollow for your tips
Six side never a fan of the jays or the raps
Highschools with some xans, dances and hand claps
Pickin up a zip off my dawg like some dog shit
[Verse 2]
And it's still fuck duterte
And i don't give a fuck bout what he say or she say
Best buy your death squad
More like some geek squad
No prayers can embellish all the bullshit and lies
Twenty thousand lives no great pretender
Feelin like wallenda
Hope i don’t trip
Hope i don't fall
College wanna ride my clutch
But i never split no dutch with no masters
Imma burn his plantation to his own degree
And i bet that muthafucker ain't even hit first base yet
And i been off that freebase
And it's kinda wild how you still beat women shortly after saying grace
I say no incel shall prosper
Ya'll rape women yet preach the gospel
[Verse 1]
Cut the weinstein credits off the pulp fiction poster
Call me another poster child
I’ll be hanging by the corners
Hopin kevin spacey got them bars when i press that muthafuckin yuppy
Never wanted twins so i put the cat in the cat
Something smelling fishy casey anthony gonna put those cats in the bath dawg
Thought i was a menace
Til i enrolled with dennis
Heard you on the cam for some quarters or some sick shit
Like some daughters
Big shot tuck that cannon like a rebel bitch
Never shallow with the tips
From a place where they put a hollow for your tips
Six side never a fan of the jays or the raps
Highschools with some xans, dances and hand claps
Pickin up a zip off my dawg like some dog shit
[Verse 2]
And it's still fuck duterte
And i don't give a fuck bout what he say or she say
Best buy your death squad
More like some geek squad
No prayers can embellish all the bullshit and lies
Twenty thousand lives no great pretender
Feelin like wallenda
Hope i don’t trip
Hope i don't fall
College wanna ride my clutch
But i never split no dutch with no masters
Imma burn his plantation to his own degree
And i bet that muthafucker ain't even hit first base yet
And i been off that freebase
And it's kinda wild how you still beat women shortly after saying grace