Bun Bun Girl's Demise

Reverse TCP, they don't even know what I mean

This is obscene screen ./PTSD - skid on skid "they're just some kids"

Write some malware, I swear they're rare, greppin' the loot they lose

Like blues clues, I'm searching for your "skill" since you're hackers

Not even masters of Arithmetic, Dear Momma where's the vodka

I think I need to rid myself of the pain I get when I cringe when I binge their fringe cringe singe

All the braincells in my head, just like I slid of my bike, they got ego but no psych

 

Packets drop your serv, gotta make the curve high cause they failin' all they test

A mac address consists of 48 bits, learn your shit, maybe go back to 4.8" floppy size disks

You're terrorists, not even that funny, you think you help but you corrupt innocent minds

Think your masterminds of some kind, but hm, I wonder, where the hell you find your local host bind

Don't know? That's right you don't, ignite your skid rip RAT take a step back, is this digital warfare, or just simply clowning a few gnats?

 

"Bun Bun Girls HQ Roblox Server" -> 128.116.22.201:64338

 

Yeah, and I'm a skid, hop on I'll null it real quick, traversin' your subnet once I pwn your boxes

Let me just drop all your doxxes, jk you're all like 10, don't even get me started cause I'll begin if you don't quit

 

FMJ to your face, written' this slam cause you're all a disgrace, you're all fake regardless of what you all say,

If that's not true, hit me up, add me on Roblox and I'll clown every single one of you

 

That's my promise not a threat, like a cigarette you give me cancer, anthropology suggests you're lower than the core of the Earth

Bet that hurt, droppin' my Hertz, hella derp