CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Goofy Ahh!

(*giggle* Spinach, this sh*t go wild!)

Ayy b*t*h, yeah, you know I'm goofy ahh
I'm on X games mode, smoking zaza
I got balls in my jaw, going haha
You don’t have money like this, nah nah
Yeah, steal your b*t*h, make you single
I’m sh*tting on my haters like a motherf**king seagull
The size of my d**k is similar to a pringle
I hit the quan, no I’m not talking Dingle

I got 2 b*t*hes on me, yeah they sharing d**k
I only f**k with goats, like I'm Arabic
I just bought some brand new drip, and now I'm wearing it
I got heat cooking up, I'm preparing it
Every single week I got a hundred thousand fans
I might f**k around and get another hundred bands
I'm playing Clash of Clans
B*t*h you never touched a band, you don’t understand
I got bands in my pants, b*t*h I'm going up
My d**k is so big, it's a PokéStop
My girl got some a**, she don't Photoshop
I got 2 gay twins sucking on my c*ck
Wait, wait, but no homo
I got еvery STD, 'cause I got FOMO
(*giggle* Spinach, this sh*t go wild!)
Evеry time I see some feet I take a photo
'Cause I get bricked up, I'm losing my control, woah
Ayy b*t*h, yeah, you know I'm goofy ahh
I'm on X games mode, smoking zaza
I got balls in my jaw, going haha
You don’t have money like this, nah nah
Yeah, steal your b*t*h, make you single
I’m sh*tting on my haters like a motherf**king seagull
The size of my d**k is similar to a pringle
I hit the quan, no I’m not talking Dingle

Oh sh*t, time to switch languages!

Ok, ryger zaza, jeg er I en sky
Min pik så f**king stor, kom og få noget ly
(Woah) Jeg er den største rapper i min by
Mit håndled er så koldt, jeg bliver f**king syg
Så meget brød, jeg kan lide at bage
Drikker alt for meget lean, jeg får dobbelthage
Jeg er sammen med din dame, vi ligner lagkage
Jeg elsker dansk, men det er tid til at skift' tilbage
Everybody wants to be successful like Yung Spinny
Collecting all my crowns, I just pa**ed a half a milly
I’m up to no good, ‘cause I’m smoking nitty gritty
My d**k is hard to keep inside her mouth like Mississippi
Ha! My wrist is cold, call me Jack Frost
My songs are gas, no I’m not talking holocaust
Was that too far, were the lines crossed?
Oh, sh*t, sorry guys, *giggle*
Ayy b*t*h, yeah, you know I'm goofy ahh
I'm on X games mode, smoking zaza
I got balls in my jaw, going haha
You don’t have money like this, nah nah
Yeah, steal your b*t*h, make you single
I’m sh*tting on my haters like a motherf**king seagull
The size of my d**k is similar to a pringle
I hit the quan, no I’m not talking Dingle