"Young Voorhees" lyrics

Like T.I.P. I got my hat slant on this bitch
Like Lebron hairline, lets see a slant on this bitch
(Watch where you're going you fool)
Shake and bake, shake and bake, shake and bake
Poke the holes, poke the holes, poke the holes
Shake and bake, ayy

Feel like Frozone, "Where my super suit?"
My wrist cold
I can't hold that bitch like sipping soup up outta po'
Talking 'bout money better get right
Split your ass open like a fucking Klondike
Then I hit 'em with a (Huh? Huh?), Suge Knight
Then I climb on his bitch like mountain bike
Wrist piss
That's that Johnny Dang
Christmas, couple hoes up on my thang
Hit this, this that good purp
Girl, you Icky Vicky
I don't want your germs

Young Voorhees sippin' porridge
Out of Versace bowls like a lord, bitch
When I'm in the pussy I got courage
That's why she ask for my hand in marriage
Young Voorhees sippin' porridge
Out of Versace bowls like a lord, bitch
When I'm in the pussy I got courage
That's why she ask for my hand in marriage

Pimp Named Slickback, bitch back, back
You need a tic-tac, smell like quarterback
Y-3 flip flops where'd you get that at?
Dave the Barbarian leopard skin mats
Pussy stay chasing me like Tom the Cat
VR ALL-STARS pass it, pass it back
XXXTENTACiON's playing with them racks
Lil llàri want a 'Rari
Matt fucking sclat (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)

Young Voorhees sippin' porridge
Out of Versace bowls like a lord, bitch
When I'm in the pussy I got courage
That's why she ask for my hand in marriage
Young Voorhees sippin' porridge
Out of Versace bowls like a lord, bitch
When I'm in the pussy I got courage
That's why she ask for my hand in marriage