Hodgy Beats
Hodgy Beats - Who Dat lyrics
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Yeahuh! I'm a beast, I'm a monster Sir Smoke-A-Lot is here, yes indeed I'm with a bitch that don't smoke; digesting weed Fuck it, getting high, my supply, fuck the middleman That dummy girl shit blow my mind like a ceiling fan I wreak havoc, I spazz, I'm a killing man My mind is on some "get as much cash as a nigga can" Before I go, tell her that we'll never chill again She hurt, but at the end of the day, that bitch is still a fan OF in this bitch, I know you feel it fam We making hits and y'all niggas missy like Timbaland I kick it heavy like I'm sitting in some Timberlands Wolfgang team, wolf lay up with a different hand Buzzer-beater, I don't love her, I don't need her I leave that to the fake niggas out, cousin Skeeters When I'm done, I'm a kick her out and you can keep her My flow was crash test, I'm just a dummy on a speaker I'm a beast, I'm a monster. Really I'm a monster If I ain't, then why these bitches screaming at the concert? (Bitches screaming!) Why these bitches screaming at the concert? Because I'm a monster, they're screaming at the concert I'm officially physically killing things, It's a mystery You fuck with me, you're history, misery 'bout my Frost bite blizzard, three wish wizard Slurping that slithers, intuitions of a nigga I go to school, and when I go I go to cool In class that is, give me A+ head in the back of the Motherfucking class that is, animal style, In 'N Out Food fast that is, I'm a rap that ish, I'm a bastard kid Can't nobody tell me shit, that's why I'm laughing bitch! I'm shitty when it comes to the nitty nitty gritty Can't fix me, I'm broken like loose brakes on a fifty I'm your Virgin Mary, cherry like a hickey, hymen The reason I would never let a bitch kiss me I'm growing ham swine, they ask me how I'm doing, damn fine Get the fuck out my damn mind, bitch! Look out for Rolling Papers, that's Domo Genesis, coming late August Odd Future Wolf Gang, Odd Future Wolf Gang [...etc]