Gucci Flip Flops REMIX by Tylernol Lyrics

You call this music? I call it humility
When Tylernol snaps it’ll blow into smithereens
All of your shit will be nothing, internet history
Music, it gives me a chance, a way of mobility
Turn up humidity
Make em spasm, muscular dystrophy
Everyone feeling your shit and it all is a mystery
My shit hot, it be giving a blistering
Bitches be starting a sistering worshipping finger rings
While getting a fingering why isn’t that a thing

People don't really wanna get it
When they turn around
They just wanna spread it on reddit
Now go ahead and fucking forget it
When I eat the spaghetti off a shiney machete

When I rap, the people aren’t ready
But when I shoot, I aim steadily
I spit good, a real fruit medley
Your shit dead, turns up redly
Disappear to the poconos
Where no one goes
To poke your nose
Turn up dead with a broken nose
Body dead, nothing known
You ain’t shit, you’re a clone
I’m a ghost, without the bones
A real ET, without the phone
Go back home until your grown
Gucci flip flops, fuck it, hit your bitch in my socks
People stupid, they just like a beat that knocks