Infidelity, Suppa Mang - 6091 Lyrics

You wanna block me like we're playing Tetris
Fruity little f****t you sour like it's citrus
My mistress has begun throwing misfits
You fat bitch start wearing fucking Fit-Bits
Here's a tidbit fuck you and your swordfish
Guess what bitch I'll fuck you in your sore tits
Call me OJ and we'll see if the glove fits
I'm the new flavor of a motherfucking Tim Bit
I have the proficy raking in the profits
Going to Egypt and I'm hanging all the prophets
Progressively raising the level of testosterone
Best guess play the cello and the fucking xylophone
You pile of shit, disease flea covered bitch
With some bleach in a ditch and now the store got a discount
Better clean the plate Jeffy D is gonna dish out

Fishing for your mom's pussy in the fucking sea
Going hard n***a's got the red beam with the scope
Thirty rounds with the scope
Fucking round when I'm taking these tokes
Out this bong that's right get it out the tong
N***a get the ching ching chong out the fuckin
N***a's chilling with these white boys uh
Tryna get this money and this paper uh (what)
Tryna play with the sunny funny uh
Tryna get this pussy on me like a uh
Fuck round with the lam got the motherfuckin time
Pull up with the motherfuckin Ram's and the Chams (bow)
A-what n***a what? Yuh
A-what n***a what
Bitch I'm black and yellow like a bee, yuh
All my ice dripping like the sea, wha
Won't catch me singing like Glee, yuh
In the range drinking iced tea, wha
When I hit these bars It's a victory
My mind set to you is a motherfucking mystery
When a n***a rap he make fucking history
Watch out cuz Imma make you catch an injury
(Oh that shit cold n***a!)