"Padded Room (Freestyle)" lyrics
I'm a serve ya like it's Omakase
My doctor said I need a hobby
So I caught a body
No paparazzi
When my bitch is acting extra sloppy
I feel like Bobby
All this logic
Got me extra cocky
Yeah I'm in different modes
Bag it then I give and go
I feel like Travis
My whole life I've been in sicko mode
My heart icicle cold
Hold up wait
I'm getting nauseous
This fucking body smells
I left it out
Not being cautious
While I hit my doctors office
Fucking soft prick he pompous
Saying I'm not making progress
So I shot him in the head
Then masterbated in his armpit
I need to double up my dose shit
I should of had him up my script
Before I put a bullet in his noggin
Whacked in the head
Since birth I been a misfit
My momma used to tell me
Girls were evil
And I listened
But when you tell a psycho what is evil
Since a kid
He obsesses over words
And then apply's them
Just like sKitz did
Fuck em all
I brought an auto inside study hall
I opened up the room
Then fucked my prom date
In the women's stall
Yeah
I kind of like her though
All the girls love sKitz
I'll turn a dike to hoe
Straight up
I'm skinny from the coke
I need my weight up
I'm paid up
No lives matter
Need to keep my hate up
I hate love
I like the blade though
Gut you
Send your limbs to Turks and Caicos
Bash your head in
Till it's looking like Alfredo
All about my cheese
I get bread without the crust
My confidence a beast
I got tiger blood in my nuts
I need to change my diet
I'm tired of eating guts
I'm so tired of sniffing drugs
I'm just tired of feeling rushed
But I'm awake pussy
And right now I'm ahead of line
No topping this
But head I like
I'm laying under my bed
Yeah I'm sure that there's a med I'll find
A mental kid
Who scribbles lines
There's no figuring out
What's going on inside this head of mine
I'm ill
I'll till I'm dead
You're running out of money boy
You're looking like debt
Blood drippin out you
Got it looking like sweat
I'll put this powder in your drink
I got you sippin on fent
Cause I'm in a dark ass mood
Been like this since a kid
I'm looking to meet Cate Jenner
Just so I can take her wig
My life's been all fucked up
Yeah watch this black tar drip
I like to fuck shit up
AR-15
This ain't a sig
I'm about to light you up on sight
Once I see dots on your head
I'm surrounded by all this paper
But I'll rip you to shreds
I'm a just eat you up
Then puke you out
Then eat you up again
Yeah I've been a bad boy momma
I live a life of sin
I'm sick of these bitch ass actors
Tryna be me
I know it's crazy
I'm sick of these whack new rappers
They copy me
It's so clear
I'm having wet dreams at night
From getting thoughts of causing fear
I hope you
Run as fast as you rap
Fuck boy
Cause your ending is near
You don't want a war with me
Yeah thinking we gon settle with a battle
I do not do rap beef
Yeah I'm a just cut your blood vessels
Have your girlfriend eating razors
She gon finally meet the devil
I'll skin your body clean
Then turn your nuts to a satchel
No homo
I'm in a shitty mood
But I live where it's sunny
No Bono
I'm feeling horny
So with your girl
I get handsy
No Cuomo
Sounding like your Somo
Make you hit them falsettos
I'll carve your body like it's wood
You'd think my name was Gepetto
Your girl just came soaring in
A whore again
No Medford
I fucked on the date
She made you wait
Just like a red shirt
I know that shit might hurt
I know that she just might flirt
In her little white skirt
That wet shirts
Her best work
Help me!
That's your next curse
Pussy on my arm
Like its surrounded by a flesh purse
Plagiarizing Wayne on the next verse
Kill you with my words
Your body's waiting for the next hurse
Cincinatti Reds hat
Red black
Cops find your body
But they don't know where your head at
Uh
I'm going in like wet pussy
No money
That sound like debt to me
Talkin shit behind my back
That sound like death to me
Killing you without remorse
That's no sweat to me
Talkin bout a hundred grand
That's a bet to me
Your bitch on the jet with me
Pussy I will wet any
It's that simple
I love blasting
On back dimples
I pop pistols
While you pop pimples
I'm that nimble
Rockstar bitch
I smash symbols
I'm a legend in the ward
Tell my doctor I'm still killing whores
My doctor said I need a hobby
So I caught a body
No paparazzi
When my bitch is acting extra sloppy
I feel like Bobby
All this logic
Got me extra cocky
Yeah I'm in different modes
Bag it then I give and go
I feel like Travis
My whole life I've been in sicko mode
My heart icicle cold
Hold up wait
I'm getting nauseous
This fucking body smells
I left it out
Not being cautious
While I hit my doctors office
Fucking soft prick he pompous
Saying I'm not making progress
So I shot him in the head
Then masterbated in his armpit
I need to double up my dose shit
I should of had him up my script
Before I put a bullet in his noggin
Whacked in the head
Since birth I been a misfit
My momma used to tell me
Girls were evil
And I listened
But when you tell a psycho what is evil
Since a kid
He obsesses over words
And then apply's them
Just like sKitz did
Fuck em all
I brought an auto inside study hall
I opened up the room
Then fucked my prom date
In the women's stall
Yeah
I kind of like her though
All the girls love sKitz
I'll turn a dike to hoe
Straight up
I'm skinny from the coke
I need my weight up
I'm paid up
No lives matter
Need to keep my hate up
I hate love
I like the blade though
Gut you
Send your limbs to Turks and Caicos
Bash your head in
Till it's looking like Alfredo
All about my cheese
I get bread without the crust
My confidence a beast
I got tiger blood in my nuts
I need to change my diet
I'm tired of eating guts
I'm so tired of sniffing drugs
I'm just tired of feeling rushed
But I'm awake pussy
And right now I'm ahead of line
No topping this
But head I like
I'm laying under my bed
Yeah I'm sure that there's a med I'll find
A mental kid
Who scribbles lines
There's no figuring out
What's going on inside this head of mine
I'm ill
I'll till I'm dead
You're running out of money boy
You're looking like debt
Blood drippin out you
Got it looking like sweat
I'll put this powder in your drink
I got you sippin on fent
Cause I'm in a dark ass mood
Been like this since a kid
I'm looking to meet Cate Jenner
Just so I can take her wig
My life's been all fucked up
Yeah watch this black tar drip
I like to fuck shit up
AR-15
This ain't a sig
I'm about to light you up on sight
Once I see dots on your head
I'm surrounded by all this paper
But I'll rip you to shreds
I'm a just eat you up
Then puke you out
Then eat you up again
Yeah I've been a bad boy momma
I live a life of sin
I'm sick of these bitch ass actors
Tryna be me
I know it's crazy
I'm sick of these whack new rappers
They copy me
It's so clear
I'm having wet dreams at night
From getting thoughts of causing fear
I hope you
Run as fast as you rap
Fuck boy
Cause your ending is near
You don't want a war with me
Yeah thinking we gon settle with a battle
I do not do rap beef
Yeah I'm a just cut your blood vessels
Have your girlfriend eating razors
She gon finally meet the devil
I'll skin your body clean
Then turn your nuts to a satchel
No homo
I'm in a shitty mood
But I live where it's sunny
No Bono
I'm feeling horny
So with your girl
I get handsy
No Cuomo
Sounding like your Somo
Make you hit them falsettos
I'll carve your body like it's wood
You'd think my name was Gepetto
Your girl just came soaring in
A whore again
No Medford
I fucked on the date
She made you wait
Just like a red shirt
I know that shit might hurt
I know that she just might flirt
In her little white skirt
That wet shirts
Her best work
Help me!
That's your next curse
Pussy on my arm
Like its surrounded by a flesh purse
Plagiarizing Wayne on the next verse
Kill you with my words
Your body's waiting for the next hurse
Cincinatti Reds hat
Red black
Cops find your body
But they don't know where your head at
Uh
I'm going in like wet pussy
No money
That sound like debt to me
Talkin shit behind my back
That sound like death to me
Killing you without remorse
That's no sweat to me
Talkin bout a hundred grand
That's a bet to me
Your bitch on the jet with me
Pussy I will wet any
It's that simple
I love blasting
On back dimples
I pop pistols
While you pop pimples
I'm that nimble
Rockstar bitch
I smash symbols
I'm a legend in the ward
Tell my doctor I'm still killing whores
