CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Gekyume’s Foreskin

Yo (yeah!)
Y'all n***as uhhmmm... (savage!)
Gonna try to get somebody's foreskin?
'Cause I'm kinda hungry and I'm ready for adventure, you know (let's go, b*t*h!)

I don't like math and I can't even spell
No Harry Potter like I'm scared to go to hell
That's on god, like I'm 21 Savage
The only thing I'm foreign to is love of a bad b*t*h
My friends lefted, I'm left-handed
I am not a rapper or gay, I'm a bad b*t*h
My d**k small, it's not even average
Please hit my CashApp, I wanna live lavish
n***as on my d**k, they don't even understand sh*t
I don't even fight on my, I got bandits and no extra band-aids
All my fans are 12, you don't even have a fanbase
Get up on my damn face
Being ironic is not funny anymore
That's gay retarded idiots, disabled silly whore
If you think I'm not funny, then I'll have to agree
I'm not trying to be funny, I am just doing me
Can't f**k with you if you don't have good memes
And you can't be my friend if you don't know what that means
Look at my life, I got a whole bunch of L's
And my first name is London, I'm f**ked but oh well
I wanna be a hard d**k, I wanna be swell
If you find Gekyume's foreskin, let me have a smell
RIP X, that's on Jah, no caps
I have a black son and that n***a is my cat
I edit all my videos in Microsoft Paint
Don't ask me for a video, my sh*t is too dank
I nutted on my nude hentai mousepad's face
Now I can't beat my d**k no more, my wrist is outta place
Ha ha, funny! Anime sex time!
n***a laundry basket! n***a twerk asslick!
And once again, it's a W for autism!
I see your dad, and I'm finna put my c*ck in him
Stop calling me gay, I'm getting "no homo" tatted
And I'll have gay sex and leave like my dad did
I can't write in cursive 'cus I was a bad kid
Back in high school they called me "flexible faggot"
And I'm the type of n***a to shoot up a school
Good thing I'm poor and I can't afford such a tool
I used to beat my d**k really quick in the stool
Bust a fat nut, then smack a mango Juul
I'm tired of rapping, this song is kinda gay
I have better sh*t to do and I should get on with my day
'Bout to go downtown and f**k some homeless people
Roll around in their sh*t like a dung beetle
Pretty much everything is better than what I'm doing
Everything I said, I'm pretty sure my life is ruined
I am not a goat, I'm an autistic human
Eat your mom's ass with a sprinkle of c*min

No seriously but I am done with rapping now
You know, I have no more interest in rate-, uh writing lyrics
I have completely uh ran out of creativity, and I will now do something else
f**k you
I need you to s- to s-switch to the next song, because j- like I said, it's done
This is it
It's not a trick, it's not a little like-something clever where I rap at the end of this, no this is it
Leave
Turn off the song
Delete everything on your phone right now
I'm tired -you f**king, always sticking around 'til the very end 'cause there's no point
You've heard everything of interest in everything that I've been rambling about at this point, is just useless garbage
f**king give it up