McSkinny - Dyslexic Lyrics

Ahh das hot

She wanna sext but bitch I'm dyslexic
Two shots in his chest need forensics
Pop a f*ckboy just like his appendix
Do the race then I call it athletics ay
She wanna sext but bitch I'm dyslexic
Two shots in his chest need forensics
Pop a f*ckboy just like his appendix
Do the race then I call it athletics

Glock 17
Pop shots
At your screen
Make a f*ck boy scream
Pop a cap at his spleen
Pop a bean
Wat dju mean
You're high as a submarine
I'm high off the magic bean
And your bitch tryna stalk
And it's true
That the money talk
In my Gucci crocs
Slang rocks
M2 in my socks
Make it go pop pop
Say goodbye to your pops
Catch a bullet like chicken pox
Oh your bird wanna talk
She wanna

She wanna sext but bitch I'm dyslexic
Two shots in his chest need forensics
Pop a f*ckboy just like his appendix
Do the race then I call it athletics ay
She wanna sext but bitch I'm dyslexic
Two shots in his chest need forensics
Pop a f*ckboy just like his appendix
Do the race then I call it athletics

Got one 223
And six 5 7s
With a glock 9
And 10 Mac 11s
And your ass better pray
That you end up in heaven
I just bought an RPG
So I could start an Armageddon

I'm the best f*cking slinger
When I pop I don't linger
Only need my Pinkie finger
When I'm pulling on the trigger
Packing so much heat
You would think I'm making dinner
Always coming with fax
So you can call me a printer

Bitches call me skinny
You got cash bitch gimme
You dealing I'm boutta Whitney yeah
With my lungs looking like a motherf*ck like a chimney yeah

She wanna sext but bitch I'm dyslexic
Two shots in his chest need forensics
Pop a f*ckboy just like his appendix
Do the race then I call it athletics ay
She wanna sext but bitch I'm dyslexic
Two shots in his chest need forensics
Pop a f*ckboy just like his appendix
Do the race then I call it athletics