Fight Club
White but I’m dressed in all black guess I’m racist
I’m gone off that gas bitch I’m driving I’m faded I’m flexin
I ain’t ever worried no stressin
All of this a talent ain’t a blessing
I got no time for ugly bitches stay up out my vision
If you touch my whip I guess I’m goin to prison
I feel like I’m Gordon Ramsey in the kitchen
She just heard my music now your mrs. missin
Sippin and smokin I’m faded
My dick for her pussy we traded
These condoms overrated
Got too much cheese now my wallet constipated
Living life my echelon feel elevated damn
Coughing like a minor
Ain’t nobody finer
I do not fuck with designer
All of these bitches I fuck made in China

When she pop that pussy it’s in 3-D
Imma need 3 bitches like there’s 3 of me
Turnt up to 11
I go dumb I’m stupid
Send a thot to heaven
Bitches think I’m Cupid
Never been a father but I’ll be your daddy
I can fuck up a club I don’t need a caddy
First I shot that Kraken then I smoke a fatty
If she got the goods then she might be a baddy
Boutta paint a bitch face like a carnival
You in the closet like you live in Narnia
Sweep a bitch off of her feet like wingardium levio-
Suck on my dick it’s a party ok like
I ain’t fuckin rich but I still pull up with that stick (bang)
Young Brad Pitt and Edward Norton how we team your bitch